“I don’t know either, honestly.” Cisco said, turning his head. He raised his eyebrow at the stranger. “Hello strange girl. Who are you?“
“Carol Ferris, at your service,” she said, sticking out her hand. “And strange? You should talk. You’re the one talking to yourself.”
Cisco took her hand and shook it. “Cisco Ramon, at yours. For the record, I’m not crazy. I have a concussion from an, um, accident from the other day. Thinking internally makes my head go all weird.”
Cisco backup 