[ She looks up in surprise at the sound of the voice, not having noticed anyone looking at her in particular—although, given that she's dressed up like cotton candy and holding a riding crop in her hand, there's probably a few more people looking her way now than she would like to admit.

She's quick to recover as ever, though, offering the blonde stranger a friendly—and somewhat embarrassed—smile as she shakes her head. ]

It's not that. I just didn't realize that we'd be expected to use these things. More fool me, I suppose!

[ She lifts her hand up, plays with the stray ends of her hair. ]

This might sound strange, but have you been here for long? I'm sure there's some kind of consequence for refusing to follow through, but I can't begin to guess what it might be...