Sam: Jarbreeze, what a simping kessel. How did they hear about that already? I'd better make a note about this...

Juni: Yes, about that, what-

Sam: Maybe a leak at the hospital, someone knew who you were... there's not a lot of nullo spadetails around.

Juni: Sam, what did the reporter mean by-

Sam: Especially not ones recognizable from a political scandal.

Juni: ...

Sam: Hey, eat up. Your soup is getting cold.

Juni: When did that get here?

Juni: I was in a political scandal?

Sam: [[Removing sunglasses]] No, not really, it was just the media stirring wind up. Somehow they got the idea that you got your position by sleeping with Tamu, but eventually they got bored. / It was funny... You're openly asexual, but people assumed you were a sex-driven domineering nympho, even as a neutrois. Yay for stereotypes.

Juni: I take it my species has a reputation.

Sam: Mm, yeah, you always were the monarch of understatement.

Juni: I see. [[Lifting soup]] So why did the media give up on the story?

Sam: Well. Sex sells, and honey, you're out of stock.

Juni: Okay, so someone born like me would be an evolutionary dead-end... i suppose I eschewed a birth sex?

Sam: Hehe, ess-chew. Yeah.

Juni: So what was I before?

Sam: I have no idea... one day you told me you were finally getting your genitals removed. I was actually kind of surprised that you even had them to begin with. / You've always been pretty ambiguous, since the day we met.

{{Memory flashback. School hallway with lockers and water fountain}}

Young Sam [[with shaggy hair]]: Hey.

Young Juni [[Black-tipped hair covering eyes]]: Hi.

Young Sam: 'Sup?

Young Juni: Eh.

Young Sam: 'Scool.

Sam: As far as I know, the only person who knew what you were <i>was</i> you. Now that ghost is dead.

Juni: Mm, cheers to that. [[Drinks]]