Jean does not know why she was here.
She does not even remember as to why she was here to begin with.
Everything for her was black and white, and vision was wavy.
Jean looked at left, and could see Lisa playing with the wine.
She does not remember Lisa being there to begin with.
It was strange for Jean, how she was not remembered to begin with.
Jean looked at right, and could see no one was drinking at the table.
She does not remember having the bar to be this lonely.
Jean looked at back, and could see no one was standing next to the door.
She does not remember having the bar to be this empty.
Jean looked up, and could only see a dimly single light being their only light source.
She does not remember having the bar to be this gloomy.
Jean looked down, and could see her legs acting strange.
She does not remember having act this way.
Jean could not be blushed.
Jean looked forward, and could only see Diluc with colors.
Which was strange for Jean.
She remembers Diluc having that color, but how she was not remembered to begin with.
How she was not remembered to begin with?
How come everything was black and white?
Yet she could see Diluc with full colors.
Jean could not help, but be focused at Diluc with curiousness in her eyes.
"Tell me?" Jean asked Diluc, staring at the bartender with drunken eyes.
"Tell me what?" Diluc asked, raising his eyebrow at the drunken blonde woman.
"Tell me. . ." Jean stuttered, unable to speak her words.
Unknown to Jean, Lisa was enjoying the scene.
"Aw! She's so adorable." Lisa giggled, while playing around her wine.
In the end, Jean does not remember to begin with.