Closing time at the arcade. A time where all the games could unwind after another long day of being put through the wringer, right?

Well, not for Vanellope von Schweetz. Being the restlessly adorable little sugarcoated ball of energy she was, she always liked to use this time to get a few laps in on the Sugar Rush Speedway rather than cooped up in her castle. Sure, she loved being president (her official title was princess, but she was not a fan of that term) of Sugar Rush now that her code had been restored, but she refused to let old habits die hard. And with how often she got to visit Ralph, her schedule was more booked than ever, and she loved it.

Though... part of her did wonder what it'd be like to race in something bigger. Faster. Crazier.

Eh, a girl can dream, right?

As she took another lap in her candy kart, she noticed something... weird in the distance. It didn't look like an obstacle, considering it was wandering near the stands in confusion. She soon saw that this was.. a person? A person who did not look like they should be in this game.

If she had a gumdrop for every time this happened, she'd have two gumdrops - which wasn't a lot, but it was wild that it happened twice. A part of her wondered if Ralph had started a 'trend' of game hopping.

Instantly, Vanellope skidded her kart to a stop. Her eyes squinted as she tried to make them out, though she soon figured the old fashioned way was best. So instead, she hopped out and glitched over to them, giving them a bit of a fright.

"Whoa, uh... hey there." she greeted with a faint chuckle, before her eyes widened in realization. "Waaait a minute... I know you! You're from that new game that was just plugged in up front, right? Ha, I knew it just by lookin' atcha! The name's Vanellope von Schweetz - pleased to meet 'ya, newbie!" After vigorously shaking their hand, she stuffed her hands into the pockets of her mint green pullover with a wry smirk and eyed them over. "So, how'd 'ya end up here, huh? Make a wrong turn at Frogger?"