"Oooo," Nia bites down on a knuckle, letting her rose-baton-wand jut out at a weird angle. "I've always wanted to be a bouncer." She pauses, then, tilting her head to the side for a moment of earnest thought, considering the card purported to be from her roommate. "Might dissuade some of our pranksters, too."

But that's no fun to talk about. She shifts, dropping an elbow on the table and pressing her knuckles to her chin. "Hell of a vacation, huh? Think it'll beat Paris?"