Clapping with both of her hands at a very frequent paced, Courtney smiled at Carrie. [color=goldenrod]"Wooo! A volunteer, you'd be [i]surprised[/i] at how many times people [b]won't[/b] volunteer for something that's like really dangerous or probably really dangerous."[/color] She tapped against her temple as she continued on with a bit more dialogue. [color=goldenrod]"So I suppose I'll do some spotter work for that then. I'd call dibs for interrogation, buuuut I get to do that enough as is, so I don't mind sharing it!"[/color]

Shortly after that Courtney focused her attention on Emily and Isana. Balling her hand into a fist and then resting her cheek upon it she waited until Emily had finished speaking. 

[color=goldenrod]"I'm pretty much always on call, but I generally I don't have to do late nights anymore. Uhh, wasn't there a few places we always got attacked? There were more times than I can count that incidents happened at that elementary, or was it middle school playground..."[/color] Courtney Cartwright shrugged as she zipped open her purse and began pursuing through it. Seemingly not finding what she wanted she zipped it back up and focused her attention at the group.

[color=goldenrod]"Buut iunno, though all things considered what happened there wasn't neeearly as bad as what happened at college. ...Amy that little..."[/color] grumbled out Courtney before she shook her head. Pausing for a moment and with a few blinks a new thought occurred in Courtney's mind.

Snapping her fingers she turned her attention between Isana and Emily, [color=goldenrod]"Oh by the by! For the quip I woulda used..."[/color] Courtney began as she turned to face Isana exclusively, [color=goldenrod]"...It's time to drop that brooding training bra and upgrade to a real one."[/color]

[color=goldenrod]"No? Not as good as it sounded in my head?"[/color]