It may be nothing. She is a little reserved, but a very dear friend. We met at a frankly ridiculous party - body painting under UV lights... [ Very ridiculous, when she hears herself say it. But the memory is a sweet one, and innocent in the grand scheme of things. So she shares that with Jean, too. ]

... Such things are important here - finding people whose company you can enjoy. The city tries so hard to make us see the worst of ourselves, so often - it's important to have people to help us remember we have goodness in us as well. [ That was what Adrienne was. It was Lucien, no matter what she did and put him through. Castiel, and Kalecgos, and David, and Dream. A parade of names and faces, comforts when she felt untethered, or lonely. ]