[Waving a hand at his sulking, Hina mentally promised to buy him an ice candy later. Even if he was the one being rude, he'd clearly wanted to listen to the conversation and now she wasn't letting him. She frowned and shifted her weight, pressing her phone to her ear a little harder.]

He only remembered you as-- [She laughed softly.] "The man in the ugly clothes". I don't think your clothes are ugly, but given Ankh's fashion, I figured you were who he meant. He didn't know your name until I said it.