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Jo clapped. "Mike! Look sharp! You wanting something?" She had already gotten herself a soda, and some snacks that were rich in sugar.

Reluctantly Kyla opened the bag of chips, and allowed herself a handful, and the chips were tiny ones. "If it does come to a fight..."

"You hide," Jo cut in. "Leroy is my bro, but I ain't getting hurt defending you, because you're more of a pompom waver than a fighter."

Kyla shut up, focusing back on her chips. She could argue, but she lacked someone on her side to back her up. Having to wear someone else's clothes didn't help. Were she in her usual skimpy attire, and none of them knew her own secrets, she probably would have given Jo a slap for that and be done with it. She was a long way from her kingdom.