I'm not a stray cat or groupie, I don't follow anyone home. Unless you're inviting me over, which is pretty forward for a first meeting.

[She shrugs and tosses the extra prosthetics over her shoulder, letting them fall onto the ground a ways off to be dealt with by someone else. She takes her cane and gestures with it at him.]

Sorry I don't come with sparkles. I didn't expect to be here, or I'd have prepared more.