[ Eddie's almost disappointed that they've finally forged through enough mud to make it to the medical tent. She'd rather been enjoying the chance to talk to him uninterrupted, and his hand on her arm is really warm.

She's in the process of trying to come up with something to say about how it's a good thing he's not from Indiana, because Indiana is a shithole of a state and she's been trying to get out of it her entire life, when he drops that both he and his brother are on the tour. Finally, enough hints have percolated through her banged-up brain that she's able to grasp at some information she knew she knew that was just out of reach the whole night. ]

Oh! You're, um. You're that duo that replaced what's-their-name. God, they were assholes. The, um, Miller Brothers, right?

[ She's back to grinning at him again, her eyes crinkling a little at the corners. ] I can't believe we've not run into each other yet, I'm so sorry, you must think I'm such a fucking diva I can't even introduce myself to the other acts.

[ She sticks her hand out at him like they're not already acquainted, dimpling at him in the misting rain. ] Welcome to the tour, papi.