[It so happens that Felicity was near by checking out the rink, and after looking at it once and deciding "Nope, me on ice is a disaster waiting to happen," she turns and starts heading out. That is until she glances over again after hearing the chattering and spots what she assumes to be a new guy walking across.]
Uh hey! [Waves at him.] Did you just get here? [Adds, babbling.] Well, you did, obviously. I mean, the creepy talking floating bunny things were just there telling you about this place so. I assume you're new. Probably.
[Clicks her tongue and mutters to herself.] And this is why I will never get a job on any welcoming committee. Ever.