"Am I dressed like a stewardess?"
"I have no idea what they should look like," Penny answers simply and earnestly.
"Well, I don't feel like me unless I'm in a dress, so I hope that doesn't have to change. I wish I could have been asked to be a model instead. I was a model back home, you know?"
"A model?" she gasps. Her community must be huge. Only big communities have roles such as modelling.
"Well, almost, anyways. I've read all the books," Cynthia says, standing up and suddenly walking gracefully up and down the room, finishing with a slow pirouette in front of Penny. She sinks back into her seat and sighs. "It would suck if we both got all the way here and then they're like, 'we don't actually need you'," she says.
"That's terrible!" Penny hasn't even thought of that before. "I don
