They were old anyway.

Going back is clearly stupid. You stick the boxes for the shoes in the dumpster outside of a restaurant that has closed. No need to advertise them as brand new. Soon you are back at the apartment. There is an unknown Audi parked on the street in front of the building, looks very expensive. The door is unlocked. Vanessa is obviously home. The sound of people talking loudly greets you. You knock at the door as you pull it open. “Hi it’s Alex.”

Vanessa is standing on her chair. 4 other people are sitting around a large table, that wasn’t there when you left, in the living room staring up at her. They all look like obvious athletes. Three guys and a girl. Vanessa’s hand is raised, holding a cool looking plastic sword. She is very loud, “… smite you with the power granted to me by Freya herself. Then I blast him with a ray of frost from the pommel.” She drops to the floor, scoops up a die, and rolls, “Fuck ya, nat twenty.” 3 of the others cheer.

The guy at the end of the table, sternly says, “Double damage, the giant grabs his chest where the blast hits.”

Vanessa scoops up a handful of dice, “So 14d6, aah…” rolls, they all stare intently as she counts, “Fifty seven.” She says finally, putting the emphasis on fifty.

At the end of the table the guy pushes his chair back to recoil from the hit, still clutching his chest, “He slams against the wall, his huge sword now being used like a crutch. Nixie’s turn.” He points at the only other girl at the table.

She looks a little flustered, “Not dead. Shit.” She looks over a piece of paper, both sides. “I eldrich blast?”

“Is that a question?” The guy at the end asks. The others groan or laugh.

She rolls a die twice, “Okay, ac 21 and 19”

“Both hit, roll damage.”

She scoops up two dice, rolls, “Okay with agonizing”

The guy directly opposite her interrupts, “+5each, your charisma.”

She looks back down, “Right +5 each so, um, 24 total?” Again saying it like a question.

The guy at the end asks, “How do you want to do this?”

She stands up, tentatively, growing louder as she talks, “The twin blasts of eldrich fire roar out of my palms and blast going wide as if I missed, then I clap my hands and they converge hitting him on either side of his head.”

They all cheer, the guy at the end says, “The giants head erupts in a spray of gore.”

They all cheer more then finally one of the guys laughing, a six foot Adonis with short dark hair wearing jeans and a red hoodie, notices you and asks the others, “Hey, who’s the girl?” They all turn and look at you.

Should you introduce yourself?

Or let Vanessa do the introductions?