Malicious Frost

"Hello, Kathleen. Let's see here... nineteen year old, Californian... female?"
"Yeah. I don't look like one?"
"Oh! No, no. You do. I'm sorry. My declarative statements tend to sound like questions sometimes. I'll try to stop."
"Oh. That's all right. I was just... I mean, I thought the skirt and the lipgloss would...."
"No, they do. I'm sorry---"
"In fact, some friends say I'm too much of a girly-girl."
"You're right. I apologize. Let's start over."
"That's really not necessary ---"
"Nineteen year old Californian female. American born chinese. Likes chocolate."
"Like all nineteen year old, Californian females."
"Well it says here that you're an aspiring pediatrician/optometrist who writes on the side. I wasn't aware that they had that particular... blend in the medical field."
"Well, they don't. My mistake. You see, I don't know which one I want to become yet."
"But college is a step in the right direction."
"I guess."
"Having fun in college?"
"Well, the UC quarter system is a b***h. But the weather's great in San Diego, and the campus' nice, so I can't complain much."
"I see."
"Am I done yet?"
"Not quite yet. I have a few questions for you. What is it that you do in your spare time besides writing?"
"Well, I like to game."
"Game?"
"You know, Call of Duty, Resident Evil?"
"Those don't sound too girly."
"We all have our exceptions, Mr. Russo."
"That's true. That's quite true. Anything else you like to do?"
"I love to watch Conan O'Brien, The Cobert Report, and Family Guy."
"Huh. I figured you were The Simpsons type."
"Screw The Simpsons."
They share a laugh.
"No, but in all honesty, The Simpsons' great too."
"So do you have any pet peeves? Any likes and dislikes?"
"Yeah. I hate bad fanfiction. You know, the ones with grammatical errors and the undeveloped plot lines?"
"You write fanfiction?"
"Sort of. I'm MaliciousFrost on fanfiction.net. As for my likes, I'm a sucker for thematic music. I love soundtracks and the like. Listening to these kind of songs inspire me sometimes."
"That's cool. Well, I think this is everything I need to know about you."
"That's it?"
"Yeah." He extends a hand for her to shake. "Welcome to WritersCafe."