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[happeningflower]

Oh, sure, she's met people here and there, struck up conversations, witnessed the occasional karaoke party, had the occasional ill-gotten alcoholic drink, but Polexia can't shake the feeling that she's terribly lonely here.  She hasn't really made too many close friends, has yet to run into anyone she knows (and she does wonder if some day, she

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[anonymous]

You've seen many beautiful places? But still feel without companionship? That was the point; you now know what it is that you really seek...

[happeningflower]

"Er, hello?"

[happeningflower]

A raised eyebrow as she sees the man pass; waving the little music player thingy, she calls out, "Hi! You wouldn't happen to have any idea how to work this thing, would you?"

[happeningflower]

"I'm... not sure, it doesn't look like any I've ever seen," she mutters, wrinkling her nose.

[goingdarkside]

Sam is taking a research break, and has found his own iPod, listening to it as he walks. He takes it out and pauses it when he sees someone, figuring that he should maybe start talking to people about this place, to see if someone knows anything different, though he does not have much hope.

"Hello there," he calls from a safe distance, so as not to startle her.

[happeningflower]

"Hi," she returns cheerfully, rather excited when she sees he's got one of the weird little music thingies too. "Ah, excuse me for sounding ignorant, but - do you have any idea how to work this?" She holds her own up, smiling apologetically.

[goingdarkside]

Sam smiles, taking the earphones off and placing them in his pocket. "Yeah, you just get it?" He walks over to crouch beside her, holding a hand out for it. "You're not being ignorant; it can be a little confusing at first."

[happeningflower]

"Yeah, I've... never seen anything like it before, it's kinda blowing my mind," she admits with a little laugh, handing it over.

[not_even_noon]

Taking the opportunity for some alone time after putting Stewie down for a nap, Brian's decided to hit the pool for some sun. He's settling down in a pool chair with a pair of sunglasses, sandals, and tanning lotion when he notices Polexia. "Hi there, sweetheart," he calls. "Want to rub some sunscreen on my nose?"

... By the way, he is a dog, but not everyone seems to notice that.

[happeningflower]

Oh, she does. And feels compelled to point it out - politely, of course.

"Er... you're a talking dog," she says with a bit of confusion.

[not_even_noon]

"And you're a natural brunette," he replies. "What is this, a state-the-obvious contest?"

[happeningflower]

"No, I've just... sorry, I've never met a talking dog before, that's all."