[The video clicks on.]

I love the holidays, really I do! All the talk about family and hope. Lovely, wouldn't have it any other way.

[She holds up a finger and looks rather annoyed.]

My problem comes when I've to buy three things for the same person in three different bodies. Pain in the neck all of them, but there you go.

[And now the flattest look at the camera before she trails into a smile by the end of it.]

And I know they're not going to go and make it easy on me and just tell me. So any suggestions for something to give a pedantic, childish, warm-hearted idiot will be greatly welcomed.

[When the feed switches on, a woman's face appears--one that might be called beautiful by human standards, delicate features framed by soft gold hair and full lips, currently pursed in a thoughtful little pout. Her dark eyes are briefly off center while she finishes switching on her phone--whups! She's recording.

Immediately, her smile turns dazzling--as well as genuinely friendly, there's precious little insincerity in that radiant expression. Holding the phone at length with the practice of one used to technology, thankfully, she offers the network a cheerful little wave of one perfectly manicured hand, just a little bit at odds with the faded Aerosmith t-shirt and cutoffs she's wearing.]

Hi, all! My name is Anne--and I'm new. Don't worry, I paid close attention to that lovely little hologram that greeted me when I woke up. That's a really good idea, you know? It's so convenient! [She laughs a little with a sheepish shrug.] This isn't my first rodeo--it's just the first time I ended up somewhere I didn't choose to go.

Anyway. [She licks her lips, then huffs out a little sigh.] So, my main reason for the message is networking. [She shifts the camera with a little flourish of her free hand, showing she's in her assigned room in the Common Space.] Got my new digs, but honestly? I was done with dorm life after UCLA. I need work, and I prefer to get it through personal recommendation--always the best way. Now I do have some experience in publishing and modeling, but the first bit of interdimensional hopping I did, I worked as a stripper.

[Like you do.]

I even owned my own club, but suffice to say I'll be starting over here, won't I? Can anyone offer me opinions on the adult entertainment scene? Oh, I'm checking the classifieds, too, but as I said: if you've worked somewhere and it sucks, you'll tell a girl, right?

[She pauses to blow a little kiss at the camera.]

Thanks in advance, lovelies! [She moves to end the feed, but then stops abruptly, as if having forgotten something.]

Oh, and you New Dodge people? Hit me up, we should chat. I know you're here, and if I have to hunt you down? You're buying when we go for coffee.

[With another little wave, she disconnects the feed.]