[Okuni gazes back at him wordlessly for a several, long moments. Her first instinct is to clasp her hands together and scream about how Chuuya really is a pervert stalker liar but this whole situation is a little too discombobulating and it feels a little redundant to accuse Chuuya yet again of something he's already denied... also ZERO of her questions have been answered here????]

No, I don't travel outside of my home very often. And even when I do, I'm not welcome in those types of places. [bars being... resting areas? places to kick back and relax? It's not like anyone would welcome seeing a Kumou in such a public area] So there's no way I would have met you, and I don't know your name.

But you know mine. And you're wearing my brother's earrings that you say were a gift, but you don't remember him giving them to you? [Because he must have. He would never let them get stolen -- ] How is it that you know who I am, but you don't know Baren?