Leafy sat on a wooden bench, pleased with the gift she just received from her teammates. With each shake of the black colored fortune 8-ball, she'd either be delighted, or offended as the words on the ball kept changing.

Leafy looked up from the ball she held in her hands, eventually noticing you from afar, either neglecting yourself, or being neglected.

Leafy decided to approach you. "Hello! I'm Leafy! Have we met before? I don't recall you being in any of the other teams." Leafy beamed with a smile, tilting her head.