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[fishpanties]

[ There are a lot of ways to indulge one's curiosity in the Mansion.

This Aoko—who looks tanned, outdoorsy, and is wearing a teal-colored outfit—has chosen the route of . . . snooping into everybody's dressing rooms. ]

I wonder what's in this one . . .

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[blackjacked]

[. . . brb busy trying to puzzle out why she's wearing a familiar outfit in the wrong color]

[squint]

You sure are snoopy, aren't you?

[fishpanties]

[ A better question might be why, when she turns to him and smiles, there isn't a single hint of recognition in her eyes. ]

I'm not-! I'm just . . . um, trying to find out where I am!

[blackjacked]

[opens his mouth to say something, closes it again, and frowns]

C'mon Berry, you've been here before.

[fishpanties]

[ The name earns him one nonplussed blink. The rest of his sentence earns him another. ]

Berry?

[ But it is her, right down to extra wave in her hair where she usually ties her ribbons, and the tail-end of the scar peeking out from beneath her shirt's collar. ]

[blackjacked]

[He didn't doubt that for a second]

. . .

You don't recognize that name?

[fishpanties]

Should I?

[ Gosh. GOSH. Does this person know her? Perking up, clearly interested. ]

[blackjacked]

[oh my goooooood why]

Did you hit your head? Did you get amnesia again?

[fishpanties]

I don't know what you mean by 'again', but I don't think I hit my head.

[blackjacked]

But you wouldn't know, would you? Because you don't remember.

[fishpanties]

. . . Why're you so grumpy?

[blackjacked]

I'm not grumpy, I'm--

[. . . grumpy. LETS OUT A DEEP BREATH]

. . . how long have you been here?

[fishpanties]

Really grumpy. . .

[ Unlike Berry, she sounds more puzzled than teasing. Clasps her hands behind her back and tilts her head, considering him. ]

About half an hour, I think.