Kitty picked out ball that seemed about right. She pulled on the silly shoes, and she had to smile at the ones that Piotr got stuck with. She was somewhat surprised that they had any in his size honestly. She took the team up rather well, and she settled in to watch the game.
"It's not exactly tossing. Or throwing." She gave the Russian a warning glance; she looked back at her teammates. "It's rolling, very aggressive rolling." It was a little strange to be giving anyone pointers on bowling, as well as to be bowling in general after the world she'd just left. It was surreal.
She stood to claim her ball, and while she wouldn't call herself extremely competitive, she did like to win. She approached slowly, calculating and adjusting. Then with a controlled burst of energy, the ball was sent rolling aggressively down the alley. She paused, waiting. She gave a little fist pump as she got eight of the ten. She moved back to the ball return to get her ball once more.
The second ball struck the remaining pins, and Kitty beamed at her spare. "Aggressive rolling, baby." She nodded at Beauty with a smile as she turned around to take her seat.