Ivy rolls her eyes when she sees the girls in the stands and gives them a smile of poisoned honey. "Hi ladies." The minutes count down on the screen and Ivy removes her sweatshirt to reveal a sports bra. She swings the top over her shoulder with a grin. "Let's do this." 

Winter looks around and follows Arthur's gaze to a sleeping boy, about her age, with purple hair. "Is he a son of Hypnos or something?" she murmurs to Arthur, not wanting to wake the sleeping boy.