Orla got her task and didn’t know what to do with the information. She never met this Kush and didn’t know who to look for nor would know how to find them because she doesn’t know how they look. She didn’t even know if they were female or male because the name is unique and could be either. Luky for her she just walked out and was ready to ask somebody if they know who Kush is when she was stopped by somebody asking her if she’s Orla. “Yes, that’s me. Are … are you Kush?” She asked excited. Why would anybody else be looking for her? It has to be … him she supposes.