"Hey, I get that," she says, staring out at the people. "Me and my papá, when we first moved to New York - that's where I'm from - I didn't speak hardly any English. Just Spanish. I was scared to talk to people 'cause I didn't want them to think I was weird or anything."

She nods to herself, letting the memory of her dad wash over and past. She misses him so much, but it's getting better. Little by little.

"Anyway, I'll ask around a little and see what I can find, if you wanna stick here out of the way."