。・:*:・゚☆ “eva… eva eva eva… eeeevaaaaa...” she repeats the name over and over under her breath, as if each time is going to help jog her already foggy memory. suddenly, it’s as if a lightbulb goes off, and gippeum is snapping her fingers madly in the face of the person across from her, visibly animated as it’s clear that a connection has been made in her head. “weren’t we just-- ah, just watchin’ her on tv the other day? something?” when her guesses are met with nothing more than blank stares she rolls her eyes, grumbling under her breath about how her friends were no help. “i know what i’m talkin’ ‘bout! you guys-- you watch more than i do. get it together. but uh, eva-- her group? yeah, i think it was a group... heard it disbanded or somethin’. i dunno, it kinda makes me sad? i mean, like, i can’t imagine not having m’group with me, y’know? even if i do have other... ambitions and side stuff and alla that. so i mean, it’s good that she’s still goin’ and stuff. y’know, workin’ and all. lotta people just fall off... waste their talent, waitress at some shitty restaurant like this to pay the bills. it’s tougher than you’d think, y’know, performing. gotta give ‘er credit for it all.”