Whee!
It's a medium-sized flight. Bella gets off at the San Francisco airport and meets the helpful grad student who's hosting her overnight. [Blue Camry,] she informs Alice, when said grad student has showed Bella to her car in the parking lot. [Parking lot A.]
[Oh, like I know what one of those looks like,] he says, and contemplates whether he would rather have encyclopedic knowledge of cars or a Bella-compass. Definitely the second one.
[That seems awfully narrow. Why not just a general tracking power?]
He burns the hex, focuses on Bella, and follows his shiny new directional sense to the car in question.
[What are you going to do overnight?] Bella asks Alice.
[Okay. It isn't going to involve breaking into Myra's apartment, because that would be creepy,] Bella informs him.
[Breaking into Myra's apartment invisibly and crashing there overnight where I'm going to be, would be creepy.]
Alice actually thinks it would be perfectly reasonable to sleep invisibly on the floor next to wherever Bella is sleeping, as long as Bella didn't mind. But she does, so that's out.
How about the roof? Is the roof creepy?
[Well,] Bella says. [Would Myra and her roommates want you on the roof? If you did it visibly, would they tell you to come down, and call the cops if you wouldn't? You're thinking it's an apartment in an apartment building, but we don't know that; what if she has a shared house thing? If it's an apartment building it's probably against some rule but not creepy, I suppose.]
[I don't think it's creepy. Unless somebody in that house is really attached to their roof, anyway.]
[They could have skylights,] Bella says. [Including into bedrooms or bathrooms.]
[Having a skylight into your bathroom is creepy,] says Alice. [Me sleeping near one isn't unless I look in it. Maybe I'll just break into a hotel, that won't creep anybody out.]
[Most people are never on roofs to make skylights problematic,] Bella says. [Breaking into a hotel is... well, no, not creepy, but they can book those rooms at any time of night.]
[Huh, I guess I could just get a room,] he says. It's not the first way that occurred to him, but he doesn't actually object.
Not in the literal sense of not being able to call the information to mind, because he has a perfect memory and also it's kind of memorable, but he never thinks of the three million dollars first when considering solutions to problems.
[Maybe you'll get used to it.] She's half-ignoring Myra now, who is droning on about her thesis.