Anise, he kept reminding himself. Her name was Anise. Not that he would necessarily need it, but if he somehow did, and forgot, he was going to look like kind of a dick: he didn't want to do that.

He wanted to ingratiate himself to a little girl, which was almost as stupid. But solving complex problems sometimes required the unexpected, and he needed a map. Regardless of his roommate's wisdom from the night before, not planning ahead was going to waste a lot of time.

And anyway, in the land of the blind, you had to find the guy with one eye to get anywhere.

He set his lunch on the coffee table and sat down across from her, glancing at the notebook. "Is that what I think it is?"