And there's her roommate. Kyoko looks the guy over, eyes lingering on the mess around him, standing with her weight on one leg and her hand on her hip.

"Guess so." She tilts her head, then looks away from him to gaze around the room. There's a cell phone of some sort sitting on what's apparently her bed. She crosses over to it, plucks up the phone, and drops herself down where it was. "And here I was kind of hoping they'd set us up somewhere fancier, after pulling us here without even asking." She gestures loosely with the phone as she talks, but stops and points with it at the guy.

"So. Who're you?"