Stella pulled up her pink, purple, and brown hair away from her face and into a more elegant updo. She had pulled on a printed purple halter dress, lacking anything as festive, or appropriate for a deathday party. She wasn't entirely sure what this meant, after all.
She stepped in, frowning gently. What the hell was she supposed to do, now? Stella was not one to stand to the side and watch, so she tapped the shoulder of the first person she could find. "'scuse me," she said. "Hi. I'm Stella. You don't know me, but I thought it would be less awkward if I introduced myself."