A very young lady, just out of her teens, stumbles into the room. After blinking about cluesly for a moment, she realized that she probably wasn't going to discover what intimate conversations she had inturrupted by blinking about cluelessly.

"Hi, Everybody!!" she tried to make the exclaimation seam dynamic, but she betrayed her nervousness as she fidgeted with the minescule witches' hat pinned to her wavy lavender hair. "Is this a party!?"

When no one responded, she realized in the silence that many people were examining her lack of bottoms with a mixture of expressions from bemusement to scorn.