Molly had overheard her name and she didn't have the heart to explain what Jane Doe meant. It was also odd that the creepy guy knew that she wouldn't have memories when she came. The other question was, did he know her true name and just wasn't saying or didn't know it?

"Nice to meet you, Jane." She motioned with her hand, "come on, your room is near mine. We'll stop by the boutique on the way and get you something to wear. I'd loan you some of my clothes but my boobs are bigger than yours so my top wouldn't fit." At least not well.