Christine had stepped away from the computer for a few minutes to clean up after her meal, but when she came back, Cerberus's comment, which was still showing in the chat box, made her smile. At least he had some humor. He probably wouldn't be as rude as the others she'd run into so far, so she may as well try and talk to him. "Hello newbie, and welcome to our planet," she typed. Then, in another message, she added, "As a warning, I would be careful about abducting women if I were you. We can get a bit feisty here. And I'd go easy on the wine too. It lowers your attack, which will make the women even harder to handle." And finally, just for a bit of added humor, she typed, "If you're a good boy though, you may get some treats. Sit doggy," her version of a humorous nod to his account name.<br/><br/>She wondered how long it would take him to figure out how experienced she was in the game. She wasn't wearing any high-level armor or items that would give away how high she was. The only thing that gave away her experience was her level, which along with her name would show up if he held his mouse pointer over her. Still, even that might not mean anything to him since he was really new. Although she supposed that the fact that most of the people here ranged from about combat level 3 (the lowest level possible) to about level 50, while she was level 126, would be a pretty big giveaway even for someone who didn't know much about the game.