[Her face goes flush, like the shade of a ripe tomato, before she clears her throat to correct the error of her response.]
BULMA! I mean.. I'm Bulma. Bulma Briefs. I'd say that you're not a familiar face but, hell if I know most of the people here just yet.
[Her arms cross tighter against her person, leaning slightly in her stance so that she looks more at ease now that she's conversing and hopefully not making too much of a fool of herself.]
Are you a native, or were you stolen from your home, too?
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[Her face goes flush, like the shade of a ripe tomato, before she clears her throat to correct the error of her response.]
BULMA! I mean.. I'm Bulma. Bulma Briefs. I'd say that you're not a familiar face but, hell if I know most of the people here just yet.
[Her arms cross tighter against her person, leaning slightly in her stance so that she looks more at ease now that she's conversing and hopefully not making too much of a fool of herself.]
Are you a native, or were you stolen from your home, too?