At the state banquet to celebrate the opening of the Pandoran embassy in Washington DC, the Na'vi ambassador approaches you. Like all Na'vi, she is a willowy 10-feet-tall creature with striped blue skin and slightly feline facial features. A prehensile tail swishes behind her. Although she is dressed in the skimpy ceremonial garb of the Omaticaya Clan (which mostly consists of a tangle of colorful leaves and feathers), she appears to have (aside from the obligatory Na'vi braid) styled her hair into a chin-length bob cut in imitation of the latest human fashions. It's glaringly conspicuous that she is the only Na'vi in the beanquet hall who isn't glaring suspiciously at the humans. Instead, the ambassador has a goofy smile plastered on her face.

"Oel ngati kameie!" the Na'vi says brightly. Up close, she looks oddly young for an ambassador. She isn't much older than a teenager. "In America's tongue, that means 'I see you'. My name is Pusaste te Tslapxe'a'o Nuke'ite. I am Na'vi ambassador from Pandora. I learn good English when young from Dr. Grace Augustine. Learn human things. Learn not all humans burn and steal. Learn about fun human books. It is big honor to meet more humans today. May the Force be with you!" Pusaste give you the Vulcan salute as she talks. "This is quote from Star Wars of George Lucas. The Force means Eywa. Eywa is the Great Mother, the spirit of all. She smiles on our meeting."

Pusaste glances sadly at the rest of the glowering Na'vi entourage. "I only wish that the others could be happy to see you. Humans and Na'vi should be friends, forget the past. The time when humans came to Pandora to burn and dig for rocks is over. Time for peace, yes?" She looks at you hopefully.