[the small elf over here seems to be taking all of this in stride at first; she's calm and patient and dutifully listens to all the information provided, even if her eyebrows furrow and lips purse unhappily. She keeps her arms tightly crossed the entire time, though when she does free a hand it looks as though they have been stained with ink.

When it's all said and done, Nessa tilts her head back and let's out a deep sigh, muttering:]

What the fuck. [the curse is mumbled a little softer than the rest] I was busy . . .

a. [the mall did sound like a nice place to check out, especially considering the locals' excitement was a little infectious. But Nessa was determined to settle in first and then maybe indulge in a little window shopping—

Is what she tells herself right before stepping into a hole with a yelp. At least the pillows cushion the fall!]

Ugh . . . that has to be a safety hazard.

b. [weird vending machines aren't a new concept to her, but Nessa still finds herself standing in front of the more unique ones, head tilted in confusion]

Cake comes in a can . . .?

[. . . she'll definitely get something from the Pokemon machine, though]

[this is a tiny bit more her speed, even if Nessa looks a little wary regardless. She isn't interested in the casino (unless someone decides to take her!) but exploring is what she had been out to do in the first place, so.

But she finds herself stuck in front of the, uh, hyper realistic cakes looking at, well]

I wonder if these are to scale.

[is it a joke, is it a genuine question, hard to say with the curious look on her face]

[but also, any of the other prompts are fair game, too! Feel free to PM me to chat ♥]