Bella would smile at the gentleman, looking up and down his clothes noticing how what he clad differed to hers.
"Ah---" she'd stumble for a second, gaining her composure.
"None of them... First thing is to get a drink and sort out the stuff in this bag.
Then I'll decide why I'm here" she'd point to the bag slung over her left shoulder with a smug glance.
"I'm Bella, you?"