[Martha is a bit confused, which, she figures, is pretty normal, considering that she's found herself in an entirely different world - one full of magic and magical creatures. She's used to aliens and advanced technology, but this, well, this is just weird. The man across the table from her looks like something straight out of a fantasy book - she reckons he'd be incredibly good-looking if he wasn't so bloody intimidating. Not that he isn't good-looking anyway, but, well, the intimidating factor wins out.
She steps up to the table, smoothing her clothes nervously, and coughs to get his attention.]
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She steps up to the table, smoothing her clothes nervously, and coughs to get his attention.]
Er. Hello.
[God, she sounds so lame.]