This probably wasn't good. If there was another anchor tying Futaba to this memory, it would be all the harder to pull her out. Then again, there wasn't exactly a lot Connie could do about it except to double down and hope that maybe the logical inconsistencies would get Futaba to snap out of it. "Um, I just saw you in here and walked in. The door was unlocked, right? Is the cafe closed? Sorry if I didn't notice."