Minna was sweating, whether because she was nervous or hot she couldn't really tell; not like it made a difference though. Everyone else looked like they were having as good a time as her, the growl of stomachs sometimes more prominent than anything else. However, it was nothing she wasn't used to at the farm, and Minnas biggest problem right now was to keep herself from laughing. She was behind the boy who had cracked the joke and started drooling and while she was amused the drill instructor did not appear to be. As he approached she tightened her salute and tried to look serious.