"Hi, Destiny," Krys said, gesturing their companion in to Terri's room. Was Destiny all right? Krys wasn't quite sure what was going on, but covered it well. "You okay? How you been? Go on in and say hi to everyone now that Terri's awake. The only person we're missing at the moment is Varla, but she's somewhere in the castle."Turning to Cassandra as Destiny looked into Terri'r room, she dropped her voice to a whisper. "In," she agreed, giving Cassandra a high five. "And if the song isn't enough to convince them, you know what I'm gong to do, just to stir things up a little more? Well, look at me: Here I am a freckled redhead like Sheila, so I'm thinking maybe I'm Hank's 'type.' I might just make a show of coming on to him and seeing if I can get Sheila jealous. Or at least I can get him to turn me down by admitting he already has feelings for Sheila. And I think one of our guys might do the same by hitting on Sheila... you think Cole would volunteer for such an onerous task?" She smiled. Poor Cole. They had asked so much of him already. Yeah, right, pity poor Cole for this.
Of course, if this backfired, then she and Hank might wind up...er...um.... Well, she decided, there were certainly WORSE consequences if a plan backfired.
Like what would happen if their plan with switching the orb backfired. No, don't think about that just now. Zak said Venger knows it's been found, and he hasn't come raining fire down on our heads yet. Cassandra was right, they needed something to take their minds off the object.
"So, she said after a moment. "First of all, where do we get costumes for a masquerade? Second of all, what's the perfect song you have in mind?"
