"Hello! I saw you were looking at me and I thought I'd stop. I'd normally be a bit coy, ask if it there was something on me, or if you liked the outfit, but no, I know you're looking at my head and body. You can't quite seem to square that circle, can you? I'll tell you what, I'll do that for you."

"See, a few weeks back, I had an accident. I'll spare you the story, save that a head transplant was used to keep me alive. She was brain-dead, something unrelated, I do not know the details and they will not tell me."

"You can't keep looking at my outfit. If it was just my body, you'd be focused on my tits or legs or something like that, but no, you're wondering about that? Ah, I see a nod there, yes, I am dressed up a bit more than usual, I'm going to meet a friend. She's been wanting to see me and I promised her that she'd see me looking pretty."

"You seemed surprised by that. I have this body forever now. I spent most of my previous time in my old body dressed in grubby clothes. Why do it now? Why not embrace the new me? Anyway, I do have to go. Also, if you want, I wouldn't mind your number. I think I'd like to get to know you better, and I think you want to get to know me as well!"