As soon as the new boy entered the picture, Lin felt her hand begin to heat up from where it rested on Ivy's shoulder.  Not wanting to feel like the other girl had scared her off, Lin gently extricated the offended limb, silently massaging her slightly burnt fingertips afterward.  "Well," she ventured a bit more carefully.  "I know your name's not Speedy, Ivy.  My bad! I like to make nicknames for people.  You know, Ivy, the plant you're named after has some varieties that grow about as fast as you move.  You'd make a small fortune using your fire to kill off kudzu in the southern states. It's a vine that twists, almost "bounces" around people and never backs down an inch."  The grin on her face kept growing as she said this, the laughter getting harder to repress. 

Spying the buffet table across the hall that Ivy mentioned, Lin swaggered over to it, suavely taking advantage of the distraction.  She removed the fingertip covers of her black gloves so that she could properly grab hold of things and gingerly plucked up a muffin, got a firm grip, and bit into it.  "Ooooh! Banana and macadamia nut! I LOVE this muffin!"  Her mouth was full of food, but Lin was used to talking with her mouth full so "Banana" and "LOVE this muffin" were guaranteed crystal clear. She swallowed and slowly readdressed the duo she'd left behind. "Ahh don't worry about it, bro! Ivy's just got a fire in her belly is all!  That part doesn't matter. She should look at the stars for example."  

Lin took another bite of muffin, so her next words were slightly harder to hear but still doable.  "Stars are just big balls of fire. Ivy needs to think of herself like a shooting star:  bright and fiery, but constantly moving in one direction toward her short-term goal." Her throat bobbed as another glob of muffin joined the second on its way down her gullet.  "Dang I think I'm gonna like it here!"  she sighed, satisfied, and picked up a napkin from the table to dab at a couple of crumbs here and there.