Chloe Saunders & Number Nine
Oh, good. Another girl he didn't know. Maybe this whole thing wasn't going to be a total disaster, anyway. Nine knew, deep in his heart, that he was terrible with girls. That didn't mean he was a terrible person, though. He simply hadn't had much time to socialize, and the one girl he had seen had ended up betraying him to the Mogs. So...yeah, he sucked with girls.
He smiled, though, as the girl approached the table. He stood, and offered her his hand.