((Crap, you're right. Nine would be on the old side for gymnastics. Let's pretend she said "four" instead of "nine", if that works better.))
Jubilee considered it a private victory that Kat considered her routine a hard act to follow. Still, she was impressed that Kat was willing to give it a shot.
She stared blankly at Pryde when the latter rattled off names of people she guessed were composers. "Uh, well, I play the World's Smallest Violin. Does that count?" Shrugging, she spoke aloud, "Room computer? Play Monet's playlist. Like, the classical stuff."
The computer complied, and classical music issued from the speakers. Jubilee turned to Kat. "Uh, nobody tell her I did that."