“Jeff!”

It comes on the heels of his fuck you, dude, and comes in the shape of a Athena, barreling through the snow in a borrowed coat to slam into him.

“Fucking hell you fucker, where the fuck have you been?”

She punches him in the side, looks up at him with a slightly lost expression, and bursts into tears. “I thought I was on my own.”

No, the other people she’s met here so far don’t count, apparently.