"Knew I could count on you," Casey grinned, leaning over and pecking her cheek in a friendly manner. Picking his broom up and standing, Casey turned back to Orna and rolled his own eyes. "I suppose I can deal with the shouting, so long as you only say nice things."
Turning around and exiting the stands, Casey chuckled to himself as he jogged down the stairs and slung his broom over his shoulder. What was there to be unhappy about? He and Orna had made the best plan ever, Max and Becca were soon to be together if said plan went smoothly, he was about to practice the game he loved, and he had the best mates in the world. Life looked pretty sweet from where he was standing.