[Taka passed a hand over his face once under the awning, avoiding looking at hobo-guy for a few moments more. Okay, great, fine, where the hell was he even going to start with this...?]

Yeah.

[He tosses his head, turns about, and puts on the best look of 'I totally know what I'm doing' that he's got.]

This sort of shit's happening to people all over the city. They start remembering stuff. Or changing. [He makes a vague gesture at his stupid hair and snorts, before continuing.] Everyone gets a number rattling around in their head, too. You write it down, or you put it on your phone, or something? It hooks you up with everyone else. That's the 'numbers club'. Don't ask me. I didn't name the thing.