Germaine hesitates, looking fidgety. Liron looks to Ben, but Ben looks back at him with a blank expression. The silence grows over-long, and rather awkward, in Liron’s view."Was it something I said, my dear?" he inquires. Abruptly, Germaine smiles, quite broadly in fact, though she’s usually hesitant to display her ork incisors. Perhaps she’s a little embarrassed."Um ... well, no," she says."I was really talking about Amy Berman. She’s gone."