"None of the above. Who are you?"
Ari turned to look at the short girl who was glaring at him with both hands on her hips.
She was wearing pink flare jeans with a pink tutu, a pink tank top over a pink long-sleeve shirt, and her hair, which was tied into two buns, was pink as well.
Pink makeup, pink accessories, and pink shoes.
Although she was pretty, the entire color scheme hurt Ari's eyes.
Badly.
"You don't know who I am?"
"No. Should I?"
"Really? You don't know me? I don't believe you!"
The girl looked completely incredulous at the thought of Ari not knowing who she was.
"Well, judging by that reaction, I'm guessing you're famous. Actor, musician, or a secret third thing? Which one?"
"Do you live under a rock? I'm Pink Puma, a musician, and I can't believe you don't know who I am. Wait, I'm asking the questions here, not you. How do you know about Fat Boi?!"
