Kagura's eyes lit up. Someone was talking to her. Oh, Arceus, no, someone was actually talking to her...!
The skuntank turned to the left, expecting to see another pokemon, like one of those prissy normal types, here to make fun of her... But instead, she saw a strange-looking pokemon, presumably an eeveelution of some description, sat with her. The pokemon had a noticeable Basque lisp, and was sharply dressed for the evening.
"Um...I suppose it is," the skuntank simply answered, "That lopunny seems busy with that ninetales, and I think that that bewear's more interested in dancing than she is in speaking to anyone," Kagura commented.
"Forgive me," the iveon suddenly said, "My manners. My name's Beatrice. And yours?"
"Kagura," the skuntank answered.