All right then. I'll be the blonde in the leather jacket, just so you know.

[ She clicks the radio off then, not giving any kind of farewell— because she's coming, not going, of course. She'll be there. At some point.

In the end it's nearly half an hour before she arrives at the food court, but she makes it. She looks around for a moment, then calls out in a raised tone: ]

Hey! Who's the kid who was talking to me on the radio?