"The flood that hasn't reached us in the last five minutes?"

She doesn't just mean literally; she's been listening for it, honest, since he mentioned it. The fall of rain is loud, but not loud enough to drown out a flood.

"Look, I have to go that way whether you come with me or not," she says, shrugging the bag on her shoulder. "These books are due back today. You can do whatever you want, of course. I could walk you to the nearest bus stop or lend you my cell if you need to call a ride."