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[Mary heard about there being some kid pouring drinks down people's shoes, but the part she focused on was that it was a kid--someone that might be her own age, not one of these adults. As such, she's been looking around for them everywhere she can, and when she doesn't actually see one hanging out by the drinks table, she's lifting up the tablecloth to take a peek.]

Hmmm... oh! There you are! I've been looking for you!

[She doesn't even seem all that perturbed to find them here. Heck, under the table is a good hiding spot, she's jealous she didn't think of it first.]

I'm Mary! What's your name? Did you just get here too?