Kristen blinks in surprise and says, "A...a childhood memory?" What the fuck? She mutters, "How far out of the way is the Duchess? Because that's where I want to go." She knows this guy can't be joking. She just saw a guy with the head of a tack. A. Freaking. Tack. She winces, knowing that she's going to have to give up something that really matters to her.<br/><br/>She gets in the cab, sitting in the back, and wondering what memory she needs to give up. She asks, uncertainly, "Is there any kind of childhood memory you're, uh, looking for as a payment?" She crosses her legs a little nervously, and she wonders how much weirder this is going to get.