"Anyone who knows you from back home. More people know you here - or think they know you - than you think." She reaches over and taps his index finger. "You're famous now."

She shakes her head. "Nah. Everyone knows I ain't here to win. But maybe you are. I'd be okay with that." She moves her hand from his finger to his shoulder, giving him a reassuring squeeze. "I'm going to head back before Albert and Jet start thinking I got eaten by mutts. Keep the iPod, okay? I'll keep the flowers."