'Interesting,' Glacia said. 'You'd be amazed what pops up when you're least expecting it. We've been around, the two of us... for better or worse, and the kinds of danger we've been through together... well, sometimes I think our lives are some sort of adventure. A mix between comedy and the bizarre, given how we get around (usually by accidental interdimentional travel, wormholes, or through rabbit holes).'
She sighed momentarily. 'Actually, this whole venture looks like it's to be one of our calmer adventures. I mean seriously, tennis, what could possibly go wrong?'
Meanwhile, Incendia had returned...with a frying pan in his right hand. 'Hey sis, look what I've found!'
'A frying pan, well done. Pass go and collect two hundred dollars.'
'Can I keep it? I totally didn't steal it or anything!'
'No. Now please take it back before the game begins.'
'Aww, okay.' Luckily, Incendia had cleverly crossed his fingers behind his back, which meant he could keep it... according to him. So instead, he decided to just hide it. Where? You don't want to know.