[Ah. She said something she shouldn't have. Is his father dead? Maybe she'd have to look up that video of his that Dave was supposed to release. It should be easy to find on whatever passes for an internet here. Either way, he doesn't want to talk about it.

And, wow. She blinks momentarily, taken aback by the question. Well, maybe if he's from so far back that he doesn't know about pianos... Yeah, that'd make sense. Okay, she nods to herself.]

Blogs are... Think of them like journals, but you put them online for the entire world to see. Or maybe 'universe', in this place. You talk about your day, things you've done, people you've met, that kind of thing. Sometimes you add pictures and music. [She had one at home, but hadn't actually run it. In fact, the president of her company had started it without her permission and she hadn't found out until Origami Cyclone had told her. This time, she's determined to spread her own message.] People can read and respond to it, too, if you let them.