[While Rancis makes his way through the station, he's being carefully watched by a figure sitting on a nearby bench. She looks highly amused, and her expression proves that she's struggling not to just burst into giggles right then and there.
By the time the music starts, she's seen enough.
With a smirk, Vanellope hops from the bench and shoves her hands into her pockets, skirting around the legs of people passing by before making her way over to Rancis, coming to a stop in front of him.]
...What are you doin'.
[It's more of a statement than a question, really.]
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By the time the music starts, she's seen enough.
With a smirk, Vanellope hops from the bench and shoves her hands into her pockets, skirting around the legs of people passing by before making her way over to Rancis, coming to a stop in front of him.]
...What are you doin'.
[It's more of a statement than a question, really.]