Spazz almost fumbled the ball, clearly surprised to have it thrown in her direction. Rolling her eyes for a moment, she gave her stock answer to all such questions:<br/><br/>"Uhhhhm...I go by Spazz, 'cause I'm not one.  And, uhm, I do music.  Mixes an' stuff."<br/><br/>She then looked around for someone to hand the ball, because Absinthe was still talking to the front office about something or other...