Well, at least she didn't seem overly obvious or like she was trying to spread love and sunshine and warm fuzzies everywhere. Maybe she was just unlucky in the name department.

"Azabu-Juuban, that's not far. I'm from Tokyo too, the Shibuya area, one district over," he explained. Not that he'd been there very much, Shibuya was and always would be his home. Would it be rude to tell her she'd get laughed out of the district before she even hit the train station if she wore her hair like that?

"This might sound weird, but what year was it? That you last remember I mean," maybe that would explain it. Or maybe her mother still dressed her. Oh god, she wasn't one of those lolita types, was she?