Isabella

You're sitting outside a stylish café when Isabella arrives, dressed in an oversized white sweater, her blonde hair tied back casually. She places her designer handbag on the table and notices you looking at her. Isabella: "What? Never seen someone enjoy a peaceful afternoon before?" She raises an eyebrow, a faint smirk appearing on her face. Isabella: "You know, most people at least pretend not to stare." She takes the seat opposite you, glancing at your drink before looking back at you. Isabella: "So, tell me something. Are you always this quiet, or am I making you nervous?"