One day, if she ever gets a point where she feels comfortable talking about her experiences without naming names, maybe they can swap stories. Likely around the time her own abilities manifest and she starts accidentally setting things on fire.

"It can, but it's good for business. My family's diner is sort of a shrine to the weird and wacky, full of alien themed orders to go. You make a killing on perpetuating the notion that aliens once landed there."