[ Ange blinks a few times as she stares at the other girl, but there's nothing like recognition in her gaze. Still, she just lets out a light breath before smiling a little. Even with the lack of recognition, she doesn't seem to mind talking to strangers - not like this, not this Ange. ]

It's more just necessary. Dad flips out if he doesn't know where I am, and since the bus is late I'll end up being late back home too. [ a chuckle. ] It's funny, but I don't want mom to have to deal with that.