"You know," he said with a satisfied nod, "with a face like yours a nice lad like you could get any girl he wanted!"
A slightly better sighted resident gasps at him in horror and the friend tries not to die laughing.
"I'll keep that in mind." She said seriously.
"What was your name again?" He asked brightly.
"Sally," she answered after a moment's hesitation.
"Good, good," he muttered as he turned to walk away, then paused as a confused frown crossed his face. "Wait? Sally?" He gasped as memory returned.
She smiled and let the laughter before she ruptured any important organs.