Tonks let out a laugh as the person, who must be Stiles, approached her table with a rainbow ice cream in her hand. "Man of good tastes," she grinned at him with a wave of her hand to indicate he wasn't to stand on ceremony. "You must be Stiles then," she added. "I'm Tonks, it's good to meet you," she said tucking a strand of her blue hair behind her ear.
"So how long have you been here in Night Vale?" she asked curiously.