"What movie? What the hell are you talking about?"

This time it's the kid's turn to look confused. Though once he realizes he's showing an emotion other than vague annoyance he turns it into yet another maddenly familiar scowl. There's something in his face that is worryingly familiar, something in the slightly too long dark hair and the sarcastic drawl of his voice.

"Does it matter how I know you? I just said I wish I didn't."