[She blows out a soft sigh. She doesn't know any cobblers. The only cobbler she knows are the fruit kind. Which reminds her that she's a little hungry, and she wants something sugary and bad for her to chase away the ick of this evening. She pulls out her cellphone to call 911 as he advises, but her eyes keep studying him thoughtfully.]
I'm Alexis, by the way. And thank you. For saving me.
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I'm Alexis, by the way. And thank you. For saving me.