535: PRESENTS, SURPRISES

ARIEL'S POV Janice threw her last ball with the strength and grace of a seasoned pro. The ball soared through the air, ricocheting off the sides before dropping with precision into the highest-point pocket. Luke and I broke into spontaneous applause, whistling and cheering. "That's what I'm talking about!" Luke shouted. "You know, Janice, if you're not careful, the WNBA might be coming for you next." Janice took a victory lap around us, hands raised in the air. The arcade was buzzing with our laughter and cheers, Janice basking in her victory. "Oh, Mom," Janice said, between gasps of laughter, "I think we should seriously consider opening our own arcade. With your clutch claw machine skills and my Skee-Ball prowess, we'd be unstoppable!" I feigned shock. "Why, Janice, are you suggesting we use our skills for profit? What a bold business proposition. Luke, what do you think?" "Hmm," he brought out, with his hand placed on his chin. "That's actually a great idea.