The Woman got up, her coffee cup now empty she moved to the large disabled toilet and placed the mouse on the floor, before locking the door. In an airport there were only so many places you could talk privatly, unfortunatly none of them are all that great.
She leaned back on the wall. "My name is Pandora." She looked at him, "Well, I.." She looked from him to the floor. "I can't remember my actual name." She began to remember that horrible man with his nine-tail silver whip. She shuddered trying, but failing to clear her mind. She looked at the mouse, "But who are you?" She desperatly need to switch her attention to something less painful.