Not even one day as a human, and she had already made a fool of herself. She put her face in her palm and turned a shade of red from the embarrassment. The man asked for her name, and she was about to give it, when a new human joined the table. This one a girl younger than herself, dressed in bright colors, and featuring a pattern she had never seen before. She said something about a map, but Ariel was more interested in the parties she was talking about.
“I love parties!” Ariel responded even though the man just said this gathering wasn’t one. “We have all sorts of festivals and celebrations where I come from. Though admittedly, a lot of the ones I end up at are rather stuffy, formal affairs… I’m sure the ones here must be way more exciting! What’s cake? I’m sure it must be wonderful if it can be compared to music and dancing!”
Then she remembered the man asked her a question. ”Oh right. My name is Ariel. Um… If you haven’t already guessed, I’m not from around here. I guess you could say I’m a real fish out of water…”