<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>“Hey!  What are you doing here?!  Oh, sorry miss.  We just get a lot of kids disturbing the markers.  Are you o.k.?”</strong><br/><br/>Demi flashes the man a disarming smile; Inga's actually.  "Oh, me?  I'm fine."  She pauses a beat and glances around.... short grass and slab markers.  Something about that seemed familiar... graves?  Tombstones?  "And I'm sorry if I startled you, sir," she says with concern.  "I just felt like taking a little walk today ... and trees and markers just feel relaxing to me."  She scratches her hair and giggles a little at the absurd notion (that would <em>defiantly</em> be Valerie shining through).  "I hope that's not weird or anything ..."</span>