There's something vaguely familiar about the woman watching her, but Trucy can't quite put her finger on it. There's also something a little... off about her smile.

Trucy is nothing if not polite to strangers, though. After all, there are plenty of reasons not to be super happy about being here. And if it turns out they know each other, it's sure to come up eventually!

"Yep! It's my job back home." If she had her stuff, she'd have already magicked a business card into the woman's pocket, but, seeing as props and pockets are scarce, she settles for an old fashioned introduction. As the apple lands perfectly into her palm, she mimes removing a hat and takes a bow. "Trucy Wright, professional magician!"