Ryoko yawned as she wandered the warehouse floor with a glass bottle that was half filled with a bright blue concoction in one hand. She was milling about, but would take the time to talk to her droids or Urla to keep track of what was happening. Technically she was hovering, since she was too lazy to walk. She held herself aloft and above the floor a few inches, just floating about. Every so often she would teleport from place to place, but that was mostly because she was keeping an eye on Ryo-Ohki who had been running around.
Glancing about, she realized with some surprise that she had found herself in the clothing section. "Huh." She hadn't expected that, she'd been on her way to the weapons section so she could make sure Ryo-Ohki wasn't eating the merchandise. Her sister hadn't done that in a long time, but there were still a few moments where Ryo-Ohki would take a bite out of something for no real reason. But she shrugged and took a long swig from her bottle and noticed the newcomer. Ryoko didn't recognize her, but she rarely remembered anyone unless they were regulars.
"Looking for something in particular?" Boredom must have set in already if Ryoko was actually willingly engaging in conversation, at least that's what she would tell herself later.