[Listen, pelting people with references they don't understand and leaving them in a whirlwind of confusion is a power move.

At least with Trish paying attention, she can see Riley all but doubling back, like an animal that's heard a loud noise or encountered a particularly bad smell. Honestly, her statement was more "there will be no preconceived notions", but considering her diction and general vibe...

She tucks her legs to herself, moving so she's resting with her side pressed to the couch, facing Riley's way. You know, because that's less intimidating.]

Then why don't we start over? I'm Trish. And not any Trish you've ever heard of before.

[She gestures to Riley.]

And you're Riley, right?

[She actually...does want a gentle reminder, because she was half awake and armed with a pillow when Riley was bullied into introducing herself.]