While Alan muses, she takes a bite of her pie, giving him the time to speak while she listens thoughtfully. "Some might call it outstaying your welcome, others could call it tenacity." It's the season to be assuring, even if it isn't Kalinda's default mode with strangers. She doesn't have a reputation here, though. She could stand to build one that's a marginally less frosty than the one she cultivated in Chicago.

"I'm sure there's no one out there missing me tonight. Except maybe a bartender or two." If she's sad about that - that no one back home would be remarking on her absence during the flurry of holiday gatherings that pervade this time of year - it doesn't show.