"Oh, right." She nods. "Yeah, I..." A pause as she sips her soda. "I know I'm supposed to be thinking about that stuff. I mean, heck, Dagmar's thinking about it. College, career, all that stuff. But...I don't know. Nothing's really jumping out at me. Not like Bertand and glass, you know?" She finishes her sandwich. "Mostly...I just want to think about summer. Does that make me hopelessly shallow?"