[The outfit Flayn found in her cabin is literally made for this. She's here, she's read the notes with the tasks, and she's practicing her dance moves. She's actually not terrible at it? Huh.
Anyway, she beckons whoever happens to be passing by to join her. (Yes, whoever. No one is spared this, even if she doesn't get along with them. Especially if she doesn't get along with them, actually.)]
Come, dance with me!
cleanup crew;
[Ah, the kitchen. Her nemesis.
Flayn surveys the room with an appraising eye and nods to herself, and then sees some poor sap who is about to be roped into cleaning with her. She calls out:]
Excuse me! Would you mind helping me with this?
chit-chat;
[No one is escaping the small talk.
Whoever you are and wherever you happen to be, Flayn is coming over to say hello.]
Good [morning/afternoon/evening, just pretend whichever is most appropriate to what time you want it to be is here]! Would you mind talking with me for a little while?
wildcard;
[Any if this can work for any day of the week, really, but if you wanna do something different just hit me with whatever! I'm also totally open to private convos. Grab me on disco or over at bloodthirstiest if you wanna hash something out first!]
no subject
cleanup crew;
chit-chat;
wildcard;