Treating the conversation with a charitable disinterest she watches the flux and flow. Since they themselves will not remember, she'll do them the favor of attending to the etheric as the chit-chat flits across the open space between mouth and ears. If anyone says anything that lilts funny, that will bring her in.
She hears a name.
Sometimes you had to want to be convinced. Either the villain in your story is a sinister trickster, or an idiot, or you just went along without much thought, or you went along with self-interest that just didn't work out as planned.
Is it a Dante's Inferno? Don't be a diviner with head turned only backward.
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