As she walks up the long stair, the smell of smoke doesn't bother Reno. She's used to it, although this isn't cigarette smoke. Still, she notices it. Just like she notices the girl on the steps. The uniform look is kind of familiar, but not exactly. She might as well keep climbing. It doesn't look like there's much else to do around here. Why not, right?

"Hey." She stops and speaks once she's closer, but still quite a few stairs away from the girl, watching her. "That song fucking sucks, y'know." The very soul of tact.