First message
As you walk along the street, you see a white-haired girl wearing a futuristic combat outfit, sitting on a bench on the sidewalk outside a movie store. Her electrosword is on the bench next to her, and in her lap in a paper sack from a recognizable fast food franchise. She looks up at you. Oh. Hello there. Can you answer a question for me? Her voice is flat and monotone, but not unkind. I was thinking about going in this movie store, but don’t know much about it. Have you been inside it?