[@Shikaru] 

Halfway into her dinner, Addie was startled by an exhausted young teenager stumbling into the diner. She hadn't seen her before, although there was something oddly... timeless about her. Addie shook it off as mere familiarity, and had probably seen her around the place before.

The girl asked about someone named Dmitri. She hadn't met him before but she heard a few of the people behind the desk mention him before she was sure. Though she could be confusing it with some equally Russian sounding name. Who knows, there are probably a lot of Dmitri's in Chicago. 

"I don't know who you're looking for but, you look like you need a rest." Addie nodded her head to the chair on the opposite side of the table she was sitting at, offering it to her.