Maya was rather startled as a man ran up to her, but he opened the door for her. He led her in, pushing at her shoulder, but she kept a tight grip on her stuffed animal as they approached the man behind the table. Her heart rate increased, growing panicked at all the new sights, smells, and sounds. Her ears twitched atop her head, turning this way and that at everything going on. Glass clanking, all the small conversations, a man bellowing out a laugh at something Maya didn't quite understand. She turned back to the one touching her, looking him over, confused.<br/><br/>"Kirk?" she questioned. She had never heard this name before. Then again, she had never heard many names other than her own and Guillermo's. From the way he spoke, she could tell it was a person, not an object, but who was he? Her nose cringed as the smell of the alcohol in the place assaulted her senses, causing her to bring her furred hands up over her human nose and mouth. She had never smelled something that burned like that before, even when the doctor introduced her to spicy foods. She liked spicy foods, but this was a different burn, with a smell that churned her stomach.