I'm going to become a lunatic looking at all these stars, Ellen thought. She needed to relax and unwind. Talking to that guy was a hassle, but who would she know, even at least an acquaintance, after 20 years were up? Nobody. In fact, she didn't even know the people on the science team. They would even know her. I'm a bitch, for sure, she thought again. She turned and looked up at the man relaxing at the table. She didn't know his name and she didn't even introduce herself.<br/><br/>Ellen walked back to the table, sitting in the same seat she was sitting on earlier. She began to start talking, but realized that it would be weird. Most of the time she talked casually to only her family and dead people lying on a table. Would it be the same towards this guy? She shrugged and held out her hand, a gesture the man would probably recognize. "I didn't introduce myself ... I'm Ellen. Ellen Mendoza," she said.