It's the sound of Wander setting the stand down that catches Linda's attention. Pulled from her reverie, she makes her way over to the table herself, standing on the other side. "You ready to start?" She grins at Wander, her spirits high just from the cheerful energy of this place, and gestures for him to grab the puck. Considering his height, she has a feeling a face-off in the middle of the table isn't the fairest idea, so she'll let him start things off.
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