[Makoto startles as she looks at the person complimenting her, cheeks flushing at both the compliment and the fact that she allowed herself to be scared. It's not an everyday occurrence, after all, and this is such a strange thing for a simple girl like her do.]

I look kinda plain compared to some of the other people here.

[Her dress is a candy pink baby doll number and match her shoes and rose bud earrings, but it's cotton and soft and without any fancy designs or flashy sequins. And it's certainly not like the slinky number this gorgeous girl next to her is wearing.]

I've never been to one of these. I don't even know what to do besides stand around like a deer caught in the headlights of a car.