"Alexandria," she echoes, surprised. The cab begins to drive through the streets of Darrow and Andrea sits back, wondering what she's supposed to say, if she should tell Sam what she remembers and what she doesn't. "Jesus, that must have been... well, interesting." Spike has seen bits of her world, too, and she wonders if that's just something that happens, if people just get to take home their loved ones even for a few days, even if only just for a moment.

"We'd gone on a few dates when I got here," she tells him suddenly. It's not fair for him to have to deal with all of this and not be entirely sure where he stands or what she might know. "I remember the party and I remember taking the canoe out. I remember asking you to come to Raylan and Rachel's wedding with me." There's obviously so much more history that's happened since then, so much that she's missed and she feels strangely guilty over it, as though she has any control over it whatsoever. When she looks at him and his daughter, she knows they're both missing someone and it's not the same person she is now, no matter how much she wishes otherwise, if only for the two of them.