"How long has the uh-sword been in your family?" Alice asks, wondering after an heirloom sword-swallowing-sword.
Then the attention's back on her.
"Oh...it had been a one off thing....but lately....I've kinda had a bad brake up. I think. We fought, he wanted 'time' and I-" Alice shrugs. "So that and...something else...I've been a little more wild then I've been. Ever."
Then quite suddenly Alice's phone chirps. Reminding her of the daystar's approach. She'd set it to ring earlier knowing she was going out.
"Shit. I should be going...."
Month's up, we should probably wind down.