[Viktor is correct in that Babis has a memory like a broken fishing net. All encounters flow through it, catching nothing. Even though he's not exactly sure of who Viktor is, he waves cheerfully like he does.]

Hello! It's good to see you again, too.

[His forehead scrunches as he racks his brain. Ah! He points at Viktor.]

You and your pink-haired friend, isn't that right? You were inventing something...what was it again? I'm sorry, I can't remember your name - I've met so many people, I'm awful at names.