Kali stared intensely at the game before her, no blinking or breaking away the hardened gaze. It was almost as if she was thinking that if she stared hard enough, the stacked milk bottles will start to fall on their own. However, the guard was trying to come up with something that could make the game more fun instead of actually doing her job. She broke her still figure when she took a step back, a devious smile growing onto her face as she figured it out. The woman turned over to the person next to her, leaning closer so she was audible. “If I can knock down all the bottles with one throw, you sit in the dunk tank. If I don’t, I’ll steal all of these prizes for you,” she pointed at the hanging stuffed animals, her voice low so the person behind the booth won’t hear her. “Deal?”
