"I think I gave someone in Gidd a heartattack when I swam beneath their glass-bottomed boat," she says, reflectively, as she passes him over a fruit to peel. She'd rolled onto her back to peer back up at them, she remembers a man bending down to look and then getting startled when she tapped on the glass before leaving. "People keep mistaking me for a mermaid, you know."

The more of this mimosa she drinks, the less the things she says will have to do with anything relevant to anything besides 'the first passing thought in her head'.