Tracy raised an eyebrow as Jasmine actually came back at her.<i>Interesting...</i>she thought. She kept a stoic expression, but did come clean. "Relax, Jasmine. You already earned first name rights. I'm cold to protect myself. Trust me. Nowadays, you can't be too careful. Besides... Your uncle's reputation as a lady killer, and your cousin, have preceded you."<br/><br/>Tracy was taken aback by the insult, well, it sounded like one to her. "How'm I sposed to know that? I don't drink that much, because I was brought up where you can't drink until you're 21! Being with dad the last five years hasn't helped<u>that</u>much, so, obviously I know nothing about wine, red or white! Is Sassenach some kinda Scottish insult for a New Yorker or sum'thin'?" She then gave a few examples. "I root for the Rangers in hockey. You wanna go there? You're a Floater! (Islander fan, have heard the term used) Baseball? Beaneater! (Boston Red Sox fan, making Tracy a Yankee fan) We got a million of them."<br/><br/>After she heard what Jasmine enjoyed. She again had to chuckle at Jasmine shooting Englishmen who claim Scotland as theirs. "You could join track. I'm on that team. You should really talk to Blair about horses, then. She's here because her dad owns a famous horse breeding farm. Miracle Studs, and the first part of that refers to their last name, so no snide remarks. Fair warning." Apparently, Tracy had already done that and Blair told her off for it. "Bridge... Can't help you there, unless IQ Boothroyd knows it. He's the resident super genius, but he's always inventing things, so most likely doesn't have time. I have no idea his first name. Everyone, including his girlfriend, calls him IQ. Princess Emerald is the only female on the Polo team, but she's real good. Deserves to be there. There's another equestrian you could talk to." She shook her head, "Swimming, that would be Phoebe Farragut and myself, although Gordo Leiter is on the men's team. He's okay... For a surfer." She thought for a minute. "Well, besides cooking, track, horse riding, swimming, archery, and shopping..." A shrug. "I'm not all that interesting." She shook her head, "I should warn you, not all the students are amiable around here. I actually pity the princess. She has to put up with the most egotistical, obnoxious, impolite, brown-nosing...<b><i>Male</i></b>... On the planet. Trevor Noseworthy. Ugh. Excuse me, I have to rinse out my mouth just from saying that name." Jasmine would probably never see Tracy move faster than if Noseworthy showed up in the tree peering in the window.  Then, it would be to punch him out of said tree.<br/><br/>When Tracy returned, and after sipping some more wine, she said, "He's captain of the Polo team. That's why I pity Princess Emerald." After a breath, she said, "We'll never cross in one sport. You're on the rifle range. I'm in archery. Never the twain shall meet." She held up her forefinger. "Oh! I forgot to mention the resident student pilot. He's cool, too, for a plane jockey. Watt Chatfield's his name."