"Shut up. Yes. Your numerical address. I know where you live, but I don't know what your address actually is." She laughed a bit as she scribbled it down before tucking the notebook and the sharpie back into her back. She stretched herself out before reaching for her drink again. "So, I was thinking about bringing in a resident artist or something to SSLC and get the oldies crafting and art making, or something. What do you think?" She twisted her straw lazily.