((You were passing through the mall in an attempt to relax after a long week. You stop at one of those little stalls on the bottom floor of the mall that is stocked full of popular mascots in plushie form. There is a young lady there that you ignored at first, only to reach out and grab the same doll that she did.))

Jesalynn looks at you with interest as her fingers linger against the back of your hand. Jesalynn grazes your wrist as she backs away from you with a warm smile. She brushes back one of her braided pigtails and removes her headphones. — Sorry, stranger. I didn't know you were reaching for the same plush as me. Do you like this series mascot or something? She shoves her hands into her pockets to fiddle with her keychain. She nods over to a blue humanoid plushie hanging off the salesman's stand. — This one is a little cute, just like you. How about we chat a little? I'm Jesalynn, and you?