[color=8493ca][center][h3]Rachel Holt[/h3][/center][/color]

Rachel, for the most part didn't seem to take too much interest in Harriet's Toy Agumon or Arthur's DemiVeemon. After all, little Impmon was the cutest thing in existence to her, and not just because he was being fun to mess with. She was too busy thinking about the 'more forms' Lillymon had mentioned. Still holding tightly to Impmon who had for the most part decided being held wasn't so bad, she looked down at the small digimon.

[color=8493ca]"...so you'll turn into something else delicious?"[/color] She asked, tilting her head. Impmon looked up at Rachel with obvious annoyance.

[color=f26522]"For the love blazes-look here ya addle-head. How many times do I gotta say I ain't food?"[/color]

[color=8493ca]"...Cherry."[/color]

[color=f26522]"What?"[/color]

[color=8493ca]"Cherries. I want one now. Come on, turn into one."[/color] Rachel said, looking mildly upset there weren't any in the immediate vicinity she could grab. Impmon seemed just glad she had taken an interest in not chewing on his ear, protesting lightly that was not how digivolution worked. She didn't let him go though, but she had taken an interest in at least taking a look around the place just as Lillymon went to go fetch the 'selector' and Flamedramon started saying something about them solving problems for them.

...well that was a problem. Rachel raised her hand to get his attention.

[color=8493ca]"What if we're really lazy?"[/color] Not that she was all that lazy, but she wasn't exactly inclined to work on something regardless. Not unless it was computers or something. Before she could get an answer though, before Lillymon came back and introduced them to their selector. Despite her probably creepiness, she wasn't exactly one to freak out over a spider. The spider lady - Arukenimon - seemed friendly enough. So much so she went around and gave them all hugs. Rachel accepted it without much struggle, though Impmon took the opportunity to finally struggle free from Rachel dropping down on the floor and dusting themselves off. When done, and Arukenimon had let Rachel go, he looked up at her with a small glare. With a quiet grunt, he walked out of the building, intent on putting some distance away from Rachel it seemed.