The name was met with no recognition as she accepted the phone book, but after following the bartender's gaze, she lit up when she recognized the police officer.

"Yes! That's him." Anne confirmed brightly, even going so far as to wave cheerfully when Wuornos glanced in their direction. Watching as he waved back, visibly perplexed, she turned back to Duke and the phone book a second later with a shrug.

"I don't know him, I just know." she replied simply, skimming the page to look for the names the bartender had rattled off as she fished out her cell phone. "I'm never wrong about anything."

Which, oddly enough, didn't sound conceited as it left her mouth. It came more like fact, law of nature--water was wet, the sky was blue, she was never wrong.

"As for sticking around? Absolutely." she chatted brightly, making happy little sounds as she found the numbers for Over the Way and Altair Bay. "This place is just adorable,, and I'm sure the hunting is just as good as it is in Lewiston. And even though I'm on vacation, I'm kind of a workaholic--I'm hoping I can find a story to do for the magazine I work for. Maybe a photo spread of some kind."

It might not be possible to get any nude shots, but the local wildlife might be perfect to get Ronda Rousey to pose for some shots to go with her upcoming interview...