The look on Tracey's face was sheer amazement. A true fan of the sport and some one who could appreciate anyone that could play it, Marcus' words were like a lullaby. "Where do you play?" And yes, she would consider crashing that event just to watch them.
"Don't worry, these are completely identical. Everything will be up to your skills now." The smirk that crossed her face spoke volumes that she was all for Flint and Isaac Montague should just try to keep up. Even though, Montague was active and Flint had retired from the sport. Tracey didn't have a problem playing favorites, even after her conversation and tea.
"Cushioning charm's on there." She ticked them off on her fingers. "Braking, speed, cushioning, gripping, and a radial charm that will knock you on your arse if you go into a spiral dive." Should she admit that she'd called the Tornados office to get a list of Flint's most common fouls and used that in her design?
"Thank you." The compliment was earned but appreciated. "So you'll let me know how you like them?"