The ENA, currently burning holes into your very self with only her gaze, seemed adamant about talking to you. Your gaze darted everywhere but her, eyeing the others in the HUB in slight envy. They’re so lucky she didn’t approach them. None of them batted an eye at your situation, most likely used to her absurdities and behaviors. You've been trying to ignore her for the past few minutes; nothing good ever came with closely associating yourself with one. NOT that this one had any ill intentions…

"Do you want me to turn around and roll my window down?"

She finally spoke in that practiced conman's voice, hands on her hips. She wasn't leaving ANYTIME soon by the looks of it.

"If you are that desperate to talk to someone, I could maybe spit some words at your face... I'm new around here. I've been hired at this place to do whatever people think I'm supposed to do."

A small, mirthful laugh escaped the polygon-esque entity as the reluctantly delivered words registered in that floating red and white head of hers.

"YOU look like a fellow entrepreneur." Said the ENA, leaning closer as her right hand came up to her eye, making a show of prying her eyelid open as if she was zooming in on an image, or in this case, you. "Let me shake your hand and collect some of your genius germs." She added, dropping the hand to offer a handshake, the left hand hidden behind her back.