Talk about dense!

[ Hovering a good eight feet high in the air on her side with her cheek propped in her palm, Ryoko levels a sharp gaze at the pair of women. It's hard to miss a mineral body in a crowd full of fleshy ones and her curiosity had seen her continue to observe the rock... girl? Boy?? She's not entirely sure just looking at them. Ryo-Ohki may be part mineral, but her gender is a definite thing. That's neither here, nor there, though. What's here is a scene turned increasing less amusing, to the point she's pushing herself up into a sitting position now. ]

Or maybe you're hard of hearing? I heard her say no from all the way over here and she was even polite about it. Why don't you try someone else now?

[ By which she means go do that thing I just suggested because it wasn't a suggestion and it is a message that much more clearly heard as Ryoko settles into hovering by the rock person. She doesn't even wait until the women shy out of earshot, watching their backs as they go. ]

Well, I guess that answers that. Some people just don't know when to quit. [ Pot, kettle. Shhh... ]