"Oh, hi!" Jester called out, her thick Eastern European accent trilling as she beamed over at her new friend. "Yeah, that's me. Jester Lavorre. And you're Harry, right? The wizard?" She looked him up and down for a moment, clapping her hands once in excitement when she realized he had already got a donut of his own.
"They're pretty delicious, aren't they? I mean, you really can't go wrong with donuts. They're yummy and good at every time of the day. Probably the only bad thing is with them is it's very difficult to make one look like a penis, but you know, I would rather have delicious food than funny looking food," Jester went on, cheerful as ever. "So, Harry the Wizard, did you do this? All the people going crazy and getting old or coming from the future? I wonder what the future is like, you know? I don't know if I'd want to know, but it might be kind of cool and shit to know what it's like. Maybe I'd finally know who my dad is. Or maybe we'd have a mansion filled with donuts. That would be incredible, wouldn't it?"
This was Jester: someone who was just overly friendly, naive and enthusiastic about the world around her. She usually was light-hearted in her banter, not afraid to say what was on her mind.