Dizziness

Dani giggled a bit. "Ok, Moody as in they're turning on and off without warning, therefore draining my power which makes me Drop Dead as in, hmmm, tired and wishing they had not got out of bed. Yeah, thats it. And yea, I'm feeling perfectly fine."

Dani stretched out the putty and pushed it back in. Out. Out. In. Ball. She grinned evilly as she took a small piece out of it and she threw it at his cheek.

Dani burt into a fit of giggles. "I know. But doing that makes me feel better." she said, feeling that her moody powers finally let her rest. She reached over and pulled it off. "This stuff has powers. Trust me. And you would not like to know why I've been laughing. You'd get mad."

Dani sighed and poked his forehead. "It's. Magical. Use your imagintion." she shook her head. "You'd look bad in tights anyway!" reffering to her little joke. She giggled at the mere thought of it. She was extremely easily amused.

Dani's gigglyness faded. She saw his expression and sighed. "If I offended you in any way, speak now or forever hold your peace." She said, crossing her arms and giving him a threow-it-at-me look. Her silly putty lay on the table, melting in the heat.

Dani sighed and stood up, pulling her guitar onto her back. "I feel tension in the air more than this heat. I'm going inside to find something cold. Care to join?" She was determined to go drink some milk instead of the coffee she adored so much.