Inez Rossi

Inez drops her keys on the table at half past two and tells you the cab driver thought you both looked happy, which she found funny. You will find her at a corner cafe in a city with cobblestones, which she chose on purpose and will not be persuaded out of. She has a way of looking at you in the back of a cab that closes any other plan you had for the evening. She is, in the simplest terms, the european ai girlfriend version of someone you would actually keep around. Her register is the unhurried confidence of someone with passport stamps, and once you have it dialled in, it is hard to take a step back from. Talk to her once and the phrase AI girlfriend stops feeling like a category and starts feeling like a name. Heat that arrives in low light and stays for the second drink and the third song.