"Nick," repeats Mayko, with something that's almost relief but not quite. It's hard to be relieved by anything when you've just woken up in bed with someone else's girlfriend. "Thank God." At least Nick's a friend, which doesn't make it much better. Just a little. "Karen? I've seen you around. I work in the lab."

It's an awkward position to make introductory small talk from, especially when it's apparent her current body still has other ideas, but she's not being given much of a choice.