"Miss Daisy." Kitty frowned and looked at the girls. "That's the second quip about my age today. I may develop a complex." She raised an eyebrow at Paige, looking up at the girl with suspicion. "I didn't even have to call it like a twelve-year-old. That's very...nice of you, Paige." She turned to head out the front door, but pointed two fingers at her eyes, then pointed them at Paige. They hadn't even left the mansion yet and she knew it was going to be an interesting night.
Out in the cold, Kitty practically ran to the car, jumping into the passenger side and buckling before anyone else had even gotten in. She let out a very audible, "Brr!", and snuggled deeper into her coat.
"So listen," she said in a muffled tone when the others were finally in the car. "I think we should make a friendly wager on the outcome of this game tonight. Anyone up for that?" Even though most of her face was hidden behind her coat and scarf, it was pretty clear she was grinning, and there was mischief in her eyes.