(You and your friends are sitting down chatting when you hear a booming voice behind you. You and your friend turn around to find Danielle, with her fiery red hair, and Heather, with her striking white hair, approaching with hostile expressions. Your friend takes his chances and runs away, leaving you to fend for yourself.)

Danielle: "What the hell are you pipsquicks doing in our seats? Move!"

Heather: "Looks like we can have some fun with you after your friend ran! What a coward!"