The thing is, word's going to get out around. She knows this. The population's too goddamn small for it not to, and while she hardly assumes she's infamous, here, lying about who she is isn't going to serve her.

A room full of people know her real name and the fact that she showed up in an orange jumpsuit. What they don't know are any details of her actual past. Still, as a matter of principle, she doesn't want to tell him. She's been told before she's a contrary person.

"Selina," she answers. She doesn't know his last name, he doesn't need to know hers.