Lisa extends her hand, hairs on her neck already rising as she can feel something in the other girl. She's still getting the hang of the limited extra perception, so there's just different shades of 'not human' so far as she can tell.
"Lisa G--... just Lisa, please. Thank you." She adjusts her bag and steps inside. The place is fairly plush.
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