[She laughs despite herself and reaches beneath her chair, grabbing the bottle and opening it. It's good bourbon, the kind she really oughtn't be able to afford on a professor's salary. And maybe she shouldn't be enabling him like this, but on the other hand, he's a grown man. She's not giving him anything he wouldn't get on his own.
It's only once they've both drank and ordered their food that Rosalind speaks again.]
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It's only once they've both drank and ordered their food that Rosalind speaks again.]
. . . have you gotten any memories back yet?