"... By the name of Gene Simmons? Who isn't a relation, by the way. Er. No. Well. Maybe, I don't have the same clothes on that I remember wearing last, and a not-terribly-pleasant headache, so there's a possibility of concussion. That's probably not good."

She pauses, and grins wryly in the dark.

"Actually, based on that description, I think I can live with not remembering."