Alanna shrugs. "I certainly didn't think so when I was younger. All I wanted was change my hair and eye color. I tried once and knocked myself out for quite some time."

Her eyes widen again as the server hands her a hot towel. It's like someone read her mind. Smiling blissfully, she wraps it around her hands.

The food, although unlike anything she has ever seen, fascinates her. She sees rice. Rice is good.

"I'll let you go first, I think."