[ Good morning. Afternoon. Whatever space is stupid and time makes no sense. But all of that is irrelevant because one way or the other Lioriley is coming into the Melting Pot with a notebook under her arm. At first she seems to be looking for something - someone? - but when she can't seem to find what she's looking for, she hones in on the one person in the establishment that looks genuinely pleased to be alive. ]

Hello! I hope I am not interrupting, but I could not help but notice you were alone. Would you mind if I joined you? [ Something about her delivery suggests this is a genuine request. like she's not making a poor attempting at coming onto him despite the very stupid line she just delivered. ]