Names. [she doesn't elaborate further until she's right up to him in a proper, conversational space, having to tilt her head up at him (why must she be in a land of giants...honestly, so many of these men are handsome, but she isn't very taken by their nostrils so?? what's the point? whatever--).

to her point, she tilts her open notebook and its listed contents slightly his way to be noted.]

I'm working on the list of people here now, old and new. Yourself included, obviously, since I don't recognize you a bit.