"And I can't get past level two on the swordfish game!" Feferi responded cheerfully, plunking more tokens in for another round.

Soon she was feeling properly warmed up and bouncy as she put the staff away and claimed a fresh pile of tickets. She added it to Dirk's pile and considered. "Do you fin Dave would like a light saber?" Fef asked, pointing at the ticket counter and the Grand Prize lurking atop the shelf in a special case with garish neon around it.

"Between you and me I fin we could definitely get there," Fef said slyly, glancing at him sidelong.