Wanda stares into space, thinking. Though she could understand little of the conversation she picked up what she could, and frowned.
"What's the matter?" a little voice hissed, "afraid I'm going to win?"
"No way, friend," she growled quietly to herself, "this is my game."
A cold laugh rang through her mind, and she gritted her teeth in disgust.
"Then play away, little leopard, play your games," the voice replied, "but do NOT forget what I have said."
Frowning, she looks down at the floor and remains silent.