Vanessa has been threatened by enough monsters that look perfectly normal, so that someone's unusual looks don't put her on edge. Her younger self might have been afraid, but she hasn't been that girl in a long time.

As long as the man sharing her table stays polite, it's all good. Vanessa doesn't have the energy to be afraid at the moment.

"You have to take the bad with the good, I suppose," she replies. "And problems rarely queue up nice and orderly to be dealt with."