[After the initial shock of "what the hell is this place" and "why the hell am I here" has worn off (she may have yelled extra loudly at a few of the fairies when she first arrived demanding answers), Ilsa still remains wary of this place and her reasons for being here, but even for her, it's hard to ignore the lure of the cute animals as well as the picnics that have been set up outside, as well as the sun.

Like anyone would be, she's drawn to the food first, and while she's somehow persuaded into helping with the grills, she finds that she doesn't mind it too much in the end. Really, it was the cute apron and the promise of food after that she agreed to do it, but if there are others who will enjoy it, then she would have been willing to without the bribery.

Should anyone reach for the plate of kebabs that she's set aside, she'll wave the spatula at them to shoo them away.]

Hey. Those are still hot. Give them a minute to cool down.

a. cupcakes
[The quickest way to Ilsa's heart? Through her stomach with a load of delicious looking sweets, and this place is certainly no holds barred when it comes to theirs. The flower cupcakes especially with how beautifully and intricately they're decorated... how in the world could she resist when she's handed a box of them and is asked to hand them out to others picnicking outside.

She's already had one herself, but she would be more than happy to have another, so as soon as she sees someone seated on a blanket or a swinging chair, she wanders up to them and holds out the box. And it isn't as if she's the unsociable type, but she's feeling far more talkative and approachable compared to her arrival.]

Here. Would you like one?

[She lifts open the lid of the box.]

My personal recommendation is the red roses cupcake.

b. punch
[The flower punch is dangerously addicting, and she's already a few glasses in, wanting to try all of the different flavours. It would be a waste to not taste those beautiful looking drinks, wouldn't it? (Someone please stop her before she takes anymore!)

Her third one is a yellow drink decorated with daisies that has a bit of a sweeter aftertaste to it, and already, after the first sip, she's starting to feel a touch lighter. Her mood had already been perked up thanks to the food, but it's heightened again, so as she returns and finds herself seated near someone else's blanket, she smiles warmly across at them.]

Ah, it's so nice to finally be able to relax without having to worry about appearances.

[Says the lady who screamed at the fairies earlier.]

[Ilsa isn't one to wander into someone else's yard uninvited, even when the flittens insist that she spread her flowers around for them, and for others. She will, however, grow her own flowers in her own soil, patting it as she hums away in the company of one kitten that she's become particularly attached to with her cute pink wings.

She will, however, approach her neighbours' homes with a pot in hand, and in it, a single stalk of pink orchids carefully and lovingly replanted for them to do with it whatever they please.

So, whoever lives nearby, they'll receive a very firm and clipped knock on their door with Ilsa waiting on the other side of it.]

[Open to any and all other things so feel free to drop them here. Just a note: I'm still working my way through this massive canon and she is still a very new voice, so please bear with me!]