[There's something to be said for food, when coming from a pseudo post-apocalyptic world where the only things to eat are what's grown by hand or stolen.
Ollie isn't stupid enough to gorge herself on food, but she's found something amazing (it's chocolate, she find the chocolate) and is sitting on one of the counter tops eating little bites of it at a time.
When someone else comes in, she startles, jumping to her feet and signing:]
Who are you?
[She's still hoping that at least some people can sign.]
b > kitchens
Ollie isn't stupid enough to gorge herself on food, but she's found something amazing (it's chocolate, she find the chocolate) and is sitting on one of the counter tops eating little bites of it at a time.
When someone else comes in, she startles, jumping to her feet and signing:]
Who are you?
[She's still hoping that at least some people can sign.]