A beautiful dead girl

My project manager sent Lance to the house today to caulk the crown molding. He told me he used to come to parties at the house when he was an undergraduate, and then he shared that one of the girls who lived in the house had died in a car accident just a block away. He said she was beautiful. I asked if he knew her name, and he said he could find out for me. I think I'll name the house after her.