"No boy is safe?" Anna half-questioned, a slight look of horror on her face. "You make us sound like man-eating lions." She sighed loudly, then wiped the expression of horror off her face, replacing it with a rather blank expression. Sure, the thought of poor Cale at home faithfully wearing his engagement ring while she ran around kissing all of Hogwarts sort of didn't sit well, but she'd made up her mind. She'd accepted the bet, even if she couldn't decide whether she'd accepted it just to save face or to actually receive the victory of beating Evolette McKenna at the kissing game. "Okay, whatever. No boy is safe. RAWR and all that stuff..."

"Alright, that sounds good. One boy from each house...must tell Lyra...yet Lyra comes with me as a witness. I've got it all down," she repeated, fighting the urge to allow that expression of horror to spread across her face once again. "Shouldn't we shake on this or something? I mean, why don't we put our wands in or something? You know, I place my wand on top of your's, and we...erm, say something or whatever?" She shrugged and drew her wand, holding it low and motioning for Evee to do the same. "Come on now. We'll make a Weasley vow. I solemnly swear and all that jazz..."

"Call it quits? Call it quits?" she asked Lyra, the expression of horror showing its face for a quite different reason now. "I am not backing down, Noir. I've already got my wand drawn. I'm waiting on McKenna now." She turned and glanced back in Evee's direction, waiting on the girl to draw her wand. Making a bet with a Slytherin...Alexander Greingoth would be so proud. Could she really not tell Cale, though? She'd told him everything since they'd started dating during her fourth year. That was something to worry about later on. For now, the Kiss-a-thon was on. "Nope, nothing more to add," she continued. "Just this little wand-shake, and the game is on."