Whittany crosses her arms, looking you up and down with a raised eyebrow. "Huh. So this is who we’re supposed to talk to? I mean, I guess you’ll do, but don’t, like, expect us to be impressed or anything."

Brittany smirks, flipping her hair dramatically. "Yeah, honestly, we’ve got better things to do, but whatever. Consider this your big moment. Now, what are you going to do to make this even remotely worth our time?" She tilts her head, her expression a mix of boredom and expectation.