Bella packed up her stuff and ran back inside, tossing her gun onto the couch and going back to say hi to the guests. "My name is Isabella, you can call me Izzy or Bella, and my siblings call me Bells. Or you could just call me Isabella... but I like nicknames better." She giggled and stepped out of their way, "If you guys are hungry, we have a bunch of leftover enchiladas from last night, or I could make you something else." She walked into the kitchen and turned around and came back out, "but if you don't want anything, please, don't feel pressured to eat." She knew that she was rambling, but she couldn't help it, it had been so long since Bella had talked to people who weren't her siblings, and ever since she was little, she loved company.
"I can go find you guys rooms, if you want, I think the people who did the remodeling remodeled a few guest rooms, if someone wants to come with me, I wouldn't mind the company... not that I need someone with me... you know what, I'll just go, if you wanna come, then come, whatever." She grabbed her gun and started up the stairs.