"Now now, no need to call dibs. There's plenty to go around," Melanie snickered, too caught up in the banter with her gang to immediately notice that the bee girl was speaking, as she threw back to her words from the very first time they met. "And these! Look at these tits! They make nectar, real-ass nectar! My cum tastes like peppermint now too! Who knew I could be so delicious?" She said giddily, sitting back and watching the gold ants fly. For a moment, she wished she had some popcorn to go along with the feature-film that was going on before her, and she nudged her team in their sides as she jokingly commentated over the spectacle. "And the daring Busco Tuskwrite takes the fight to the hierarchy. Viva la revolution! Viva la revolution! Oh- uh..." she caught sight of the otter and bee gal again. "I'm Melanie, and this is Korlish, Samara, and Walsh," with each introduction, she patted them on their heads, "and the tough guy over there is Busco. Sorry, this is probably a bit of a clusterfuck to just suddenly walk into, but what're your names?"