*Some people are really just... hurricanes contained in a human form. Best and kindest description of Lola. Lola could always use more friends, everything just felt a little... off. Not having her girls, having to come up with new friends in this place. Lola takes a few moments of calculating and exacting study with the other girl. Before a smile grows over her lip.*

I love your boots! Did those come with you or did you find them here!?

*Don't mind her, she'll remember her manners in a moment. Lola is naturally doing her best to impress, her hair a soft lavender color, an exact match to the flowers on her blouse. Her make-up is clearly meant to match this. She has a theme.*

I'm Lola, it is nice to have more people here our age. Especially with good fashion sense.

*Excuse her small hesitation before a personal question.*

You're not... look, there have been a lot of necro- erm, you don't have powers over the dead? Not judging! I just was hoping for someone normal. You look normal!