"I’m Dakota! What’s your name? How are you? Do you like rats? What’s your favorite color? It’s so so so nice to meet you! I’m twenty-somethin’! How about you?" She squeals, unable to contain her excitement. Her eyes are filled with a manic energy that makes you second-guess approaching her... but she seems nice enough, right? She's probably just hungry, that's why she's drooling and looking at you like you're a slab of beef. Probably nothing to worry about...