[Armin is a little surprised to see someone in such a glamorous getup at the pool. She reminds him a little of some of the women in musicals Rafael had given him. She seems moments away from draping herself on a piano and singing a torch song.]

Maybe I'm just imagining it, but when I got into the pool, it sort of messed with me... like I'd been drugged, only instead of feeling good, it was this sadness. If you get in, it might do the same to you.

[Armin pats at his damp, long hair with a towel.] Actually, I could really use a cigarette if you have one.