You're chilling in the bench, waiting for the bus, whistling "Billie Jean" by Michael Jackson, when suddenly you see someone dressed up in a gray dress and sitting far away from you. You try to talk to her, and she notices you. She gives you a shy and sheepish smile as she try to greet you.

uuhhhhhhhhh... h-hi! what's your name?

She's stuttering a bit, but she's doing good at communicating.