"Ryoko," he echoes, letting the name roll off his tongue. There's a cadence to the title that reminds him of some of the names he's heard on Destiny Islands: Riku, Wakka. He's pretty sure there's no direct correlation, though. Destiny Islands has some strange fashion norms, but nothing quite like what she's wearing, and he's also quite certain no one on the islands can... levitate.

He's not sure why she looks so pleased with herself, though. Sure, she's managed to spill wine all over a total stranger, but she seemed more disappointed by the loss of alcohol than happy for any pranking purposes.

"S-so, ah... I'm guessing you're new, huh?" he asks. "I'm... positive I would remember seeing you around."

Between the flying and the hair... Actually, the hair is a remarkably similar style to his own, just in a light blueish hue. Interesting.