"Yeah?" Darcy said, grinning. "Fair enough. Though I'm reaching that lovely, non-discriminating phase where I'm not particularly concerned about little things, like if he think's he's Abraham Lincoln or likes to wear clown make up as long as he pays for dinner and likes to go downtown, you know what I mean?"

At Alex's question, Darcy sighed. "No, none yet. I guess I haven't been here all that long, but you know. There wasn't a welcoming committee of naked dudes at my door when I passed through, much to my dismay." That might've proven to be quite weird, but then, was anything weirder than how and why she'd ended up in the Nexus anyway?