"Only for as long as I've been marooned here," she replies. "If I knew a place of its like before, it eludes me still. I think the aesthetic is wrong in my case."

As she talks, she pulls a small handful of napkins out of the nearest dispenser, sliding them his way.

"You may like to dip a few in the drink before you partake and wipe your face. The coolness on your skin may help just as much."