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Serima rubbed her arm a bit from the embarrassment. She still had a hard time letting go of the fact that she let their win slip through her nubs. "Ah, thanks," she said, still downtrodden. The greenblood had some trouble receiving compliments when she didn't feel they were earned.
However, Amonee was being very kind about the whole thing, not to mention the fact he let on that no one ever played with him. That was enough for her thinkpan to shift gears a bit at least. "I can't imagine why no one would play with you. You clearly knew what you were doing there." She said, stepping off the court.
"I think they're starting up the next round, want to get out of here?" Serima was definitely intrigued by this kind greenblood, but she wanted to get the hell off that damnable volleyball court.

The color quickly drained from Serima's face as the other troll mentioned smoothies. "Oh Gog...please, don't let it be from this Nightly Blend booth," she said, looking a little ill. "All I've gotten from them so far is cups of yogurt. It was...a little disgusting. Good guess about strawberries though," she offered, it was true she was quite a fan of them.
"We could always go shopping after...smoothies," she choked the word down, "You look like a fashionable troll. I bet you'd be able to appreciate a good shopping trip. I've just been DYING to find a nice summer dress too."