"Cameo Schveltzvergen," Cameo replied with an easy smile. "Nice to meet you, too." As she cut another piece of food off, she eyed Clare, trying to find some other telling bit of information on her appearance, but nothing came up. Well, there was always the mundane - and boring - approach, she guessed. Socialization, talking, whatever they called it. "So, Clare, what do you do around town? You a part of the militia, too, or...?" Honestly, she doubted that the woman was, judging from her personality, but then, she'd been wrong before, and the military held all types.