Sarena could play basketball, didn't consider herself good at it, it was something to pass an afternoon. Get out, shoot some hoops, gave you a ready-made alibi if things went wrong. Useful thing to have, an alibi. Then again, sometimes it was nice to play just to play.
She caught the pass without really thinking about it, doing a lazy right handed dribble to keep the ball bouncing. Ren could have contradicted him about his pro status, but what was the point? If he wanted to think that, then well, he could think that, good on him.
"One-on-one, against a pro," that got a raised eyebrow. "I'll bite." Not that she had anything else to do really. Good thing it was a Saturday, or Sarena would have been looking at going to detention smelling like sweat. Not something the Queen would have been all that into. Walking forward, she moved onto the court proper, just walking. That gave him plenty of time to get set up for some D.