Newcomer
A random door opens, and a woman steps through. She's tall and muscular, and her waist looks a little thick under the dusty tank top she's wearing. One hand whaps a yellow hard hat against the leg of her scuffed jeans as she looks around, but she's seen too much in her own life to be overly surprised at winding up someplace she hadn't meant to be. Her expression is watchful, calculating and wary as she gives the sign a quick look and then lifts one eyebrow.
"Alright. What kind of job would you recommend for a human woman who's six and a half months pregnant?"
"Alright. What kind of job would you recommend for a human woman who's six and a half months pregnant?"