Cassandra hesitated, before taking a cupcake, still a little mortified at her comment. What on earth had cauased her to say something like that, aside from the fact that the Green King was loud, brazen and a little...uncouth. She swallowed, but she managed to keep from looking, she hoped, motified, nervous and embarrassed. Instead, she tried to project the slightly confident woman she had been,if only briefly, even a few days ago. She hoped she succeeded, even marginally. 

A little relieved at being let off the hook for being dunked, Cassandra nevertheless wasn't Niave enough to think that she was completely off the hook-the only thing would be if she would let herself be pushed into participating in being dunked. 

She turned to head towards the Dunk Tank, an odd calm coming over her, she glanced back at the retreating from of Kenji, persumably looking for more members. No, she definetely wasn't niave. If he could think of a good enough reason, he'd edge her into the dunk tank. And wouldn't that be interesting, for all of them? She approached the tank, thoughtful, and shifting, perhaps a little awkwardly, drawing in a breath. 

She could be a hostess, right?
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