"What a great turnout!" Her eyes cast up at Tsumugi, hands going to her hips. She's totally ignoring that eyeroll the computer murdercat is giving for the moment, flipping half of her scarf over her shoulder.

"So if three's a crowd...what does that make for four? A...squadron? Are we a shopping squadron? Cause that totally should be our name."

...

With a hop down off the bench, she immediately flocks to Tron. Probably just out of elimination. Tsumugi was the size of a building and Pinoko is Pinoko.