He dons his horrid mask as he waits outside the main door. Creaking the door open a bit he lets out an evil laugh - not too loud, but loud enough. Screaming in a shrill voice he yells from outside the door, "Help!" and then barges through in dark clothes. "Mwahahahah~"
Pausing, she considers leaving her hat and parasol by the entrance, but doesn't care to risk theft. Besides--this place feels strange. She may need to beat somebody..or something..off with her parasol.
She wanders over to the man shouting to her.
"Hi, there," she smiles weakly. "I was all giddy before hand...Too many people though. It was too loud and rushed for my taste."
She's silent for a moment.
"Yet, it feels too quiet here."
"Strange place, certainly. Might busy up. Looks like it might turn, interesting. Bit post apocalyptic though."