Oh. Right. Yes. Of course he knows. She bites her lip.

"I..." She kinda gestures at the wings and the crab with the knife and the shadows. "This place is not normal."

Clarissa takes a breath. New York was crazy too. Just not this crazy. People had fake wings, not real ones. Maybe he's cosplaying? People did that at conventions. Some of her friends made fantastic costumes. This would certainly be the best one she's seen. There's no harness for one thing.

Oh. He asked a question several thoughts ago. Oops.

"Clarissa. My name is Clarissa." Beat. "Why does the crab have a knife?"