Molly frowned, trying to figure out the joke, but it was obviously missing her.
"Actually, my passport says I'm Molly Green." Molly managed a little bobbing curtsy... in jeans, to the new arrivals. She offered an impish grin, that made her look all of sixteen.
"It also says I'm American, but I sound a tad bit Irish. I also speak Gaelic. So I'm guessing either A... Dual citizenship... would that be on a passport? B... became a US citizen after bein' born in Ireland, or C... have a very Irish family and if I was born in the states, I'm first generation. It's fun to try to figure it out, but truth be told, unless we find somethin' a bit more solid... I won't know till the memory comes back."
She shrugged. "Also seem to talk a bit, and have a penchant for sarcasm. Pleased to meet you. I'm still meeting myself right now."
Spotting the coffee machine she frowned. It made her nervous. She flipped on a tea kettle instead.
"I'll help set the tables." White girl spoke up for the first time, seeming to come out of whatever deep thoughts she'd been lost in.
She stood and limped awkwardly to find some utinsils and cups.
"She goes by Pearl for now. Until we get her real name figured out." Molly indicated the albino woman with obviously bandaged arms in a tight yellow tee-shirt and a flowing skirt.
"Right here. Just because I'm sitting quietly doesn't mean I can't hear you." Pearl arched a white brow, but the twitching of her lips took any sting from her words.
[Molly]
"Actually, my passport says I'm Molly Green."
Molly managed a little bobbing curtsy... in jeans, to the new arrivals. She offered an impish grin, that made her look all of sixteen.
"It also says I'm American, but I sound a tad bit Irish. I also speak Gaelic. So I'm guessing either A... Dual citizenship... would that be on a passport? B... became a US citizen after bein' born in Ireland, or C... have a very Irish family and if I was born in the states, I'm first generation. It's fun to try to figure it out, but truth be told, unless we find somethin' a bit more solid... I won't know till the memory comes back."
She shrugged. "Also seem to talk a bit, and have a penchant for sarcasm. Pleased to meet you. I'm still meeting myself right now."
Spotting the coffee machine she frowned. It made her nervous. She flipped on a tea kettle instead.
"I'll help set the tables." White girl spoke up for the first time, seeming to come out of whatever deep thoughts she'd been lost in.
She stood and limped awkwardly to find some utinsils and cups.
"She goes by Pearl for now. Until we get her real name figured out." Molly indicated the albino woman with obviously bandaged arms in a tight yellow tee-shirt and a flowing skirt.
"Right here. Just because I'm sitting quietly doesn't mean I can't hear you." Pearl arched a white brow, but the twitching of her lips took any sting from her words.
"Not all of us talk a mile a minute."