[Weird Bathroom]

"Not the first time I've been called that," June comments, offhandedly, when she gets accused of being insufferably illogical.
It's okay, though.
Doesn't matter to her what other people thing about how she thinks.

She gets poked again.
June blinks.
"In one, or were in one." She glances around, too, and walks over to the stalls to look in them. "Possibly a men's restroom. I wasn't really paying attention when I walked in. Unfortunately, the kid wasn't paying attention either until he saw me in the corner with my shirt-" She waves the bloodstained cloth "-stopping my bleeding."

She looks through the other stalls, opening them one by one. "Thinking this room is kinda like an elevator, maybe. Like, but, instead of moving up and down, it moves from here to there. So, was connected to the bar, but then, like, the doors closed and it moved and now it's somewhere else. Or something like that. Dunno, most of this stuff is pretty new to me."