Bailey came up to the girl with red hair cautiously. She absolutely adored her hair and couldn't stop staring at it. Then she noticed the . . . girl? The boy? The . . . person behind her, who had a shirt on that had a "definition of non-binary that said, "definitely not a phase". The person had pink, yellow, and blue hair. Bailey couldn't stop staring at that person's hair either. "Hi. I-" Just say it. "I like your hair," she said to both of them.
Frankie tugged on a bright red lock, giving the teen in front of her yet another sunny grin. "Why thank you! It was a spur of the moment idea, but I've found that redheads certainly have the most fun." She winked. "What's your name, sweetstuff? Annnnnnd pronouns if you don't mind."