Eventually she is given a name. What I mean is, after a while I find out what her name is. How I find out her name is a story that I am going to tell.

She is sitting on the tram across from me this time, and I am trying to do as little as possible in the way of thinking. She appears to be going shopping, because she is wearing her barcode on her wrist instead of her jumper. Someone comes onto the tram. They say hello to her, and when they say hello they also say her name. Then the two of them get off together. When she gets off, the thing that she leaves is her name.