Clarice would have given a whoop of pleasure but she didn't want to jinx herself. All she had to do was land this one and then she could crow all she needed to.

"Nice try, donor." She teased him and then said, "right of center." Clarice hoped she didn't just jinx herself by being cocky and picking the same cup Dean had.

The Fates were on her side and the ball landed perfectly into that cup. Now, she gave a whoop of pleasure.