"I haven't really spoken to her much," Dylan said, frowning and trying to place the name. "Or at all, actually. She's one of your group, right? It's nice to know that there are people who are gonna get my references. If I'm ever in a position to make Chicago-related references, that is."
She finished her drink, then knelt on the hot tub seat while making herself another. "So, tell me about you," she said, nodding to him as she turned back around and sat again. "Insurance data guy, purveyor of fine snacks, not suited for sequined leotards. What else you got?"