[centre][b][h1][color=f6989d]Cassandra[/color][/h1][/b][/centre]

Cassie rolled her eyes at Angus, and fired back quickly [color=f6989d]"Oh, lets be fair, Angus. You can't pick the ball up yourself"[/color] Just where was she getting these things from? What had changed, so much in her, or had it always been there, just unlocked now? [color=f6989d]"I'd apologise, but...I wouldn't be sorry"[/color] She said quite truthfully. Maybe...maybe it was just...having...friends? She blinked, suprised, a slow smile spreading over her features. Friends. A strange thought, really. Suddenly happy, Cassandra let out a slow breath, and straightning, she continued about her job, thinking that if no one got Angus dunked, she'd dunk him herself. It would be fun for all of them. 

Chuckling to herself, she settled back at the...could it be considered a cashier? Either way, she moved back there, glancing about them, waiting. She was kind of hoping that she'd see Eris, She could just hear what was going on in the theatre, and that was a slight...comfort, as well as an annoyance. She wanted to be there, and see what was going on, but duty called. Oddly enough, this duty didn't seem like a burden, unlike back home. Maybe because it was something she wanted to do. Even if it might, although she wouldn't let that happen, be dunked. 

Frownign though as there seemed to be something going on, Cassandra looked to the others, wondering what could possible be happened. She felt a little...on edge, like she was missing something that she should know. Looking at the plushie she'd been given, she hugged it to herself for a moment. From confident, to nervous all in the space of a few seconds. She was a mess, and maybe that was a good thing.