Daisy's expression changed. She was no longer worried. Now she was confused. And upset. Confupset.

"...That asshole who cheated during your last match?" Daisy asked. "If he's making a fool of himself, how is that YOUR problem?" she asked. "Can the WVBA not handle its own PR disasters?"

She followed that up by pulling him in for a big hug, head on his shoulder. "Well, don't worry about it. You and me are going to have a good day today, and nuts to them."