Kristen checks out her pockets as she thought of what memory she wants to give the cabbie as payent, and...there it was. It has to be the memory, solidified as a crystal in her hand. She can see the exact image of what she'd seen when she'd experienced it—the soft image of a TV still on, the bathroom lights flickering in the distance, and the sun shining through her open window. She takes out the memory in the gritty cab, stunned that it seems to be that simple.<br/><br/>Kristen resisted the urge to ask that if the Sex Kittens linked with Alices was weird, then why wasn't a clockwork police officer that ran in a city full of people that apparently didn't sleep? She got the feeling that there was no such thing as weird or normal now, and she decided to take his advice about being quieter and watching more. And acting more, for that matter.<br/><br/>Kristen commented, “I heard that Mother When and the Ladies in Hating wanted to get ahold of the Alices. So....who would you bet on getting them first? Tock or the Ladies?”