[ Roberta walks into a bar. Then a stranger rolls into the same bar. Roberta finds a seat. The stranger rolls to the seat next to them and, as swiftly as possible, moves from wheelchair to barstool. Could be easier, as the stranger is missing a leg, the space from the upper thigh down being entirely gone, but at least the remaining leg moves. The stranger orders a drink, and turns to Roberta. ]
" I don't think we've met, ma'am. But I have a question for you, if you're willing to share. "
- @human-pin-cushion
[Roberta glanced at her and shrugged. She hadn't really even noticed the other until she spoke up. Didn't have any reason too. Just another person in a bar.]
"Sure.. Go ahead and ask what ya want. Just be respectful."
[She shrugs, not really bothered by the other wanting to ask a question.]