Penny wondered if wanting a new pair of shoes and possibly a new bra warranted as important. It was certainly important to her. But since she didn't know anyone well enough to ask just yet, it was time to change that.
She looked around, and considered her three options on this team. Of them, she was certain only the woman--Kensi, she remembered--would likely be sympathetic to her cause. They might get to go off base once a week anyway, but it wouldn't hurt to have options if she needed an emergency run, or the guys didn't feel like waiting while she tried on bras.
"Hi," she said, reaching for a slice of pizza herself. "It's Kensi, right? I'm Penny."