*hooks elbows over the edge of the rail, turning face into the wind and letting hair blow back* I never get tired of this. Above all the noise, the people, the sheer *flourishes a hand in the general direction of the old World Trade Centre* … up here you can still see why it’s worth it. *turns back, brushing windblown hair out of her face* Sorry, didn’t mean to get all philosophical on you.
[Watches her with a slightly open jaw] No, I, don’t be sorry. It’s fine. I don’t usually get anyone who talks about anything beside my money or how nice the tower is. [Shrugs] It’s refreshing.
*turns dull red* I just … if I could afford it, I would live up high in a place like this. You know? Yeah, okay, there’s the smog to deal with, but the noise, the people are all below. It’s /quiet/. I’m only interested in noise at certain times, you know?