"Trouble, huh?"

The person who answers her call for help is a young girl, but tall and dressed in a style that Aurora probably doesn't recognize. Flannel and denim, typical clothes for the average Oregonian. Wendy herself wasn't that fazed by what Aurora was wearing. But she did seem uneasy.

"Sure, I got a minute or two. What's happening?" She replies with a smile. Ah, heck. She was going to be late to Pizza Planet anyway.