[She wonders if somehow he's drunk. But it really doesn't matter, she supposes, since he seems to be having a good time. And she's never one to turn away a friendly face. Still, she smiles a little awkwardly as she tries to figure out what it is he's up to.]
Right. You're Jim, and I'm Clara. Lovely to meet you. I think.
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Right. You're Jim, and I'm Clara. Lovely to meet you. I think.
[There's a pause as she glances off to the side.]
How long have you been here, exactly?