"We girls stick together," she said. Hannah wished she knew for absolute certain where Devon was, but even his stay in Searchlight had been lengthy, considering how he liked to roam. "I hope you find him. If you... if you see him, tell him I miss him. And I'm glad he's okay. And I hope he's kept up practicing his ketchup packet squirt-offs!" Hannah nodded. Those had been good days with Devon, her 'Pepsi Hunk', not just romantically, but because they were so close. Hannah taught him it was okay to be goofy. Devon taught her about love.
Now that her real business for being there was taken care of, Hannah's face fell. "I guess you gotta go, huh?"