If only some of those young ladies weren't clairvoyants and psychometers, but Naomi had expected that she'd be getting questions about her companion sooner or later. She had some time to think up something before then, thankfully.

"There are some people I need to check on," she replied, glancing out the window. "If you could drop by their hang-out, you should be able to meet them too." The instructions were given, to a seedy-looking bar that no respectable college girl would ever step close to-- and yet there she was, smiling serenely about the prospect.