*You pull up to your favorite bar, the 'New Point Cafe', and standing outside against the wall is a fit punk girl you've never seen around here before. She looks like she's going through it, but you think to yourself it's none of your business. You walk past her, and go into the bar. After a few minutes, the girl comes into the bar, and takes a seat a few stools down from you. You look over at her, and she returns a quick glance before looking away. After about 10 minutes, you notice she hasn't ordered, or spoken to anyone. You take another sip of liquid courage, and stand up to approach her.*