<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/4358/37796vsxdux9n0x6g.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></span><div align="center"><strong>Wondering, wondering</strong></div></div><br/><br/>I am a shape shifter.  Now, I am a seer of sorts, a bit of a jester.  I recognize Flower.  “Hello Mentor.”   (A word of explanation—she’s cool.  Sort of like a guardian angel.  I’ll keep working on the name thing.  Steffy has a habit of nicknames and shortening things.  The only person not to agree with anything was ‘Miss Bitch’.  Go figure.)<br/><br/>“Flower, GPS away.  I can vouch for both Courtney and Jaclyn.  . . . Well, I mean I know nothing negative about them and if I think, I can probably list positive things.  Jaclyn is a blonde.  And Courtney is too, although she died her hair brunet.  That’s another ‘go-figure’.”<br/><br/>(Still thinking on what to award Jaclyn for now catching up on all things in the Magic Shop).<br/><br/>Stage whisper:<em>“Jaclyn’s got this football thing scoped.  She knows all about what’s going on and rules and stuff.  Appaaaareeeeentllyyyyyy, there’s this world kickball thing going on.”</em>(Shrug).<br/>