It seemed like she hadn't messed up too badly with the baking then. After all, considering how four out of the five teammates showed their approval one way or the other to her pastry arts, Hu-Shi was fairly confident that her first impression was a success. It appeared that she may have been a little too thorough with her introduction though, because by that point, no one actually asked her any questions about herself. Ah well, that was fine. It wasn't like she needed to talk that much the first place. Nodding at the shady guy's statement regarding tea, before noticing that such a statement did not hold true for all those in the team, she made a mental note that the Tea Party was comprised of the shady male and herself, while the Coffee Team was made of the pale girl and the country star. Now she'll just have to figure out what beverages the Canadian and the secretary liked.

Probably something along the lines of maple syrup and tea? That sounded like a safe bet in the future. Even though maple syrup was getting a little too expensive for her tastes.

The Canadian didn't take a cookie, as well. Perhaps he was the lactose intolerant one of the group? Or maybe, being Canadian, he ONLY ate pastries made with maple syrup? Yeah, that was probably it. Taking a butter pecan cookie and nibbling on it delicately, if only because no one else was eating a butter pecan cookie, Hu-Shi savored the taste of her own baking, making sure that any spare crumbs fell into her open hand, so she could throw them into the garbage afterwards. It would be inconsiderate to whomever who has to clean up the living room if she went out of her way to dirty it, after all.

Maybe she was just trying too hard, but Hu-Shi didn't think much about it. Turning to the boss lady, the Chinese girl shook her head in response.

[b]“No, sorry to say, but I'm not much of a dancer. The farthest I've gone was in square dancing back when I was in elementary school, and even then, it was embarrassingly bad compared to others.”[/b]

Oh wait, now she remembered what she had forgotten.

[b]“Ah, and what's your name? I'd like to be able to call you by something other than a collection of adjectives, if possible.”[/b]

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[b]END OF DAY 69[/b]
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