"Good." Normally this was the point where Fred would have begun to smile and greet the woman in a more friendly manner than she had, but there was so much on her mind that her chipper demeanor was buried under the deep thoughts and worries.
"New York is nice," she replied distractedly as she realized Maya was trying to make conversation. It would have been rude to not say anything and Fred tried hard not to be rude. Maya seemed friendly enough anyway. "I went there once in high school with my family for vacation. It's easy to get lost in."
She finally glanced over at the young woman, managing a smile that didn't quite take the sad look out of her eyes. "I'm Fred."