"That was the plan. You eat the cake, I get some answers on if things exist or not, because you know what you're talking about." She tipped her head towards the picnic table by the town hall. "It's not going to take long, I don't think. I have a list, and I just want you to tell me if they're real or not."

She's remarkably organized, once she stops freaking out about shit. She even went to the library, looked things up.