Sloane nodded along as her brother spoke, making a noncommittal noise every once in a while as she stopped to look at a pair of goggles on the shelf. She could use a new pair, but it wasn't critical. Thankfully last year they hadn't had too many rainy games and she hadn't had to wear them, they should last another season.

"Yes Selwyn. He's very difficult to play with and he was supposed to be captain. Thankfully now they've appointed Cam-" She hardly caught the slip. "Mr. Gillenwater, who should have had it all along." Somebody had to have had too much to drink when making that original choice.

"Who knows, maybe I'll get to play with her some day." Sloane had her eyes on the Harpies when she graduated in a few years. Hopefully Miss Robins was still playing and Fussy hadn't stolen her away to his team. It was highly unlikely her brother would still be playing in that time. Which was good. The professional league could only handle one Bixby at a time.