"Salutations! You're a new face here. Still getting used to that new face, huh? Yeah, takes a few weeks to really figure out a beak, you'll have a hard time talking for a bit, happens to all of us.
Welcome to the glacier. None of us really know why we ended up here, or why we got turned into penguins in the process. There doesn't seem to be an obvious way back to civilization...sometimes Monica says she hears a plane flying nearby, the rest of us think it's just tinnitus. But with our blubber and this feathery fur stuff, at least it's not uncomfortable, and there are plenty of fish in the sea. Literally, not in terms of...partners. I admit that's why I'm here...you make a really handsome penguin, if it's not too forward of me to say. I'm sure you'll probably want to spend some time having your existential crisis, but trust me, it's not so bad once you get used to it...and once you've found a fuckbuddy. Keep me in mind, let me know if there's anything I can help with."