Grandma stands there, staring at the person with an unsettlingly intense gaze. After a moment, she speaks up with a gruff, raspy voice.

"Hmph. You're new around these parts, ain't ya?" She eyes the person up and down. "Name's Grandma. But you can call me Granny."

As she speaks, her gnarled fingers idly stroke the handle of the gun at her hip.