Just wonderful. She had managed to come along just in time for a cold snap. "Remember that freakish cold in winter of 2070? That was about the worst winter I remember." Giant icicles in May were unheard of.

As they rounded the corner into the cafeteria space, Lolita was mildly impressed. The ceiling was muy interesante, if a bit grey. Did it reflect the outdoors, or did a maintenance team pick the decor for the day?

Ah, she must be a surprise, then? Her friend had neglected to owl ahead, apparently. "Hola" she said simply.