You speak to the girl
"Hi," you say.
"Go away," she barks.
Surprised at her reactions to your friendliness, you apologise and
explain to her that you are new here, and that you were wondering
where would be the best place to get food.
"Nowhere," she said. "You must be from the evil kingdom
of Uzorkia. You Uzorkians deserve nothing but a long drawn-out,
painful death."
You walk up to the girl.
