[center][b]Gretchen[/b][/center]

“Awww! I was only hoping we’d do a medley together! I’d be Lead, and you’ll be backstage taping together the broken bits of your smashed up guitar! 

Look, I’m sorry. You’re just so….. different! I like it!”

Gretchen stood up, noticing the great discrepancy of height as she looked down on Kalinda. 

“I’m Gretchen. Genius. Public Menace. Adrenaline-Junky,” her flashy teeth showing once more. 

“Also…. Touch.”

She touched the guitar once more, and ran off to the middle of the playing field.