I was eleven feet away getting a water and I heard it.

The girl said something about the seating being set and Maren said, “That’s fine, I don’t mind standing, I’d just rather be at the back,” and the girl, who was about nineteen and had no idea what she was in the middle of, found her a chair at the end of the last row on the left.

She did not approach Odile.

Not once, all afternoon, at any point, in any way.