(▓ For Star, Elec, Crash and Snake. :3 And any others if you want.)
Having done embarrassing Napalm Man at the ticket booth (and being intimidated by Charge Man, whom she was officially almost old enough to be screamed at by) she skipped over to Star Man with a grin, grabbing his hands and spinning with him (or trying to). “Have you ever rode your own ride?” She asked, referring to the teacups.
… Cool. However, her preference for a slicker Robot Master did bring the aggressive whisper: “Stuffy neeeeeeeerd.”
…Hmm. How best avoid getting mutilated by a handless time bomb of a Robot Master?
Her solution was to place a flower crown over his helmet, which would at least give him a calmer mindset- hopefully. While she was at it, she decided to mention, “I’d help you out with those boxes, but something tells me I’d need robot strength for half of them. I can take the smaller ones, though.”
She would ask to pet one of the Search Snakes at the very least but she is not about to risk her life for the sake of cute sneks so NOPE. She does the smart thing and RUNS.