[Jane nearly has a heart attack when the British-accented woman in the weird clothes comes up to her, asking if a coffee labeled "Jaiyne" is for her. she's been so careful to only give out Alice as her name that the thought of someone here knowing her real name. . . well, it's unpleasant. really, really unpleasant. now, how to play this?
she shrugs] I know it's not mine. My name is Alice. You're sure it's not yours?
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she shrugs] I know it's not mine. My name is Alice. You're sure it's not yours?