If Erin was the least bit bothered by Ella's outfit, she didn't show it. "Yeah, hi!" she exclaimed, waving to the redhead and beckoning excitedly. "C'mon, have a seat! I'm Erin, what's your name?"<br/><br/>While Erin was being her usual easygoing self, Ana was studying the new arrival, a ball of emotions swirling in her chest. It was really happening: the club had a member. Well, that was getting a little ahead of things, they weren't even really a club yet, but still, this girl had really done it, shown up and everything. Which of the emails had been hers? She and Erin had messaged with everyone who seemed genuine, trying to separate out any more dedicated trolls. The way she was stuttering, she was clearly scared out of her mind to be here...now<i>that</i>was a feeling Ana knew all too well. She found her heart going out to the poor girl, her own anxiety fading. This was it, her chance to do for someone else what Erin had done for her. What was there to be so afraid of?<br/><br/>"Hey," she said with a wave, giving the redhead her most reassuring smile. "I'm Anais--you can call me Ana. We're just waiting to see who else shows up for now."