Second floor common room, early Sunday afternoon

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When Cassandra was feeling restless, she usually found somewhere quiet to work out. Today, however, she felt like she needed a change.

Which was why she'd moved some of the furniture around in what looked to be a pretty random arrangement. Seats facing in all sorts of directions did not, after all, make a lot of sense for most purposes.

It might have made slightly more sense for what Cassandra was doing, which involved moving in random directions around the room without touching the floor.

Conversation might actually be a less disruptive form of entertainment.

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Gym, Flag Football practice, Sunday afternoon

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Willow was at the gym at the usual flag football practice time.

"Hi guys!" she said. "Okay, so we've been focusing on the positive - especially for the members of my team - and today we're going to continue that trend. With winning comes many benefits. For instance a sense of accomplishment, the ability to be smug, and endorsement deals!

"But as anyone who has watched reality TV on Wednesday nights knows, being a spokesperson is not easy. You have to be well-spoken, fierce, and never lose your model. Also it helps if you remember the product name.

"So today we are practicing our spokespersonness. You're going to take this - " Willow held up the football " - and look at the camera - " she pointed to the camera that she had hooked up to her computer " - and convince the viewers at home that they want this football, they need this football, and for extra credit maybe even imply that not having the football causes baby seals to cry. Or something traumatic like that. Get them to buy, is the point.

"Oh, and smile with your eyes!" Willow clapped. "Go team! And you other folks who are sadly members of gold! Woo!"

[ooc: OCD coming up! Practice!]