Pixie was in the bathroom for about a half hour or so. I was starting to wondering if she was feeling ill, so I asked if she was okay. She should have just lied and said she had stomach problems. Instead, she confessed that she forgot where one of her tats was and was looking for it.
You see, Pixie has three tats. Of course, she remembered her first, the tramp stamp, and Juggers's name on her arm...but she forgot the kanji she has on the back of her neck.
First off, I asked her why she didn't just ask me - since I know her body so well and knew where it was. She said that she didn't want to feel stupid.
Then I asked her the follow-up question: since it is on the back of her neck...how did she find it? She said that, since she couldn't find it on her body, she thought of all the places she wanted a tattoo and checked them...which led her using a pair of mirrors to finally locate the elusive, yet permanent, tat.