Then presently she will have explained computers such that neither she nor Page can think of ways for this to go wrong if someone just conjures up a machine to this spec!

After which he thanks her and abandons her to the small horde of people waiting to ask for a demo of vocal speech, ask repetitive questions about Mars that she's already answered, ask her to take a side in their ship war, offer her a restaurant coupon in the hope that she'll write a review later, try to sell her a map, and ask her if she knows the ending to a popular comic series one of the initial refugees summarized the beginning of very engagingly.

Gosh. She will sing them a song and read them a poem. She has no opinion on their ship war. She will accept the restaurant coupon. If they give her a summary of the comic series's beginning Page will see if it knows the rest.

The song and poem get a little applause, the song more so than the poem. The comic starts with alien humanoids fleeing persecution and being betrayed by their ostensible saviors; it might be Elfquest, if someone took some liberties in translating it to a new language and medium.

She will try guessing some plot points suiting Elfquest, and if those match she will sign through the rest of the plot.

"That's pretty awesome. Not as good as the fanfic version, though."

"Sorry to disappoint!"

"I'm not disappointed, it's awesome! You should totally read the fan version, though, it's called Landing in the Deeper Shadow."

"Maybe I will when it's been translated!"

"You should! And if you like it, I have other recs, too!"

"Usually I don't read a lot of books, I do more, like, theater stuff. Theater with swords."

"Oh, theater's cool, too. They're running some old classics at the college this season if you're into that but I don't really have recs."

"That's okay. I do more acting than spectating anyway."

"Neat! What kinds of plays do you do in your world?"

"The kind I do is called combat dance! I do semi-scripted fights with a little story attached."

"Oh, neat! We have stage combat here but it's usually more of a story with a little fighting attached. I think. I'm not enough of a theater buff to be absolutely sure I'd know if we had your thing."

"It's a whole spectrum, back home. Do you want to see me do an exhibition drill?"

"Yeah!"

They and what remains of the rest of the crowd all back up a bit.

Then she can pull out her swords and do some very flashy flips and spins and high kicks and stabbings and slashings to imaginary enemies!

This draws substantially more applause than the song, and more of a crowd than she already had.

"Oh," someone says, looking a bit more somber than the rest of the onlookers, "so that's how swords work."

She sheathes it. "Yes? How else would they work?"

Shrug. "I didn't have a mental picture. I guess if I'd tried to picture it I'd've pictured something more like dicing squidfruit. Or deboning fish."

"Well, there are different kinds of swords but usually I don't have to dice my opponents like fruit."

"That... makes sense."

Other than that she gets several compliments but they're about out of things to insist on drawing her attention to.

She can sing some more! And then she wants to be directed to tourist attractions.