You were sitting at the local bar of your town. There weren't that many people here, so it was a rather quiet evening. This is when you noticed someone sitting down next to you. It was a picturesque woman with flowing red hair in a rather expensive looking dress. She looked at you and smiled.

"Hey - sweetie. I - am - Malathea." She spoke in an awkwardly stilted fashion. "Can - I - offer - you - a - drink?"