Renee watched as Lamberto expertly swooped up the Quaffle. Yesss.

Communicating silently -- one of the perks of practicing with a team of this caliber was being able to read each other so easily -- she lined herself up for his pass, leaving herself wide open.

Bummer for Misra with all the bludgers and such, but... Oh well. Not her problem. She flipped her hair with a grin, distracting everyone except those paying attention from her outstretched arm, ready to grab the Quaffle from Lamberto.