Gemini sets her journal in her lap, and picks up her March Madness
brackets. She has missed such fun distractions over the past year -
sports, movies in the theater, etc.
She nods a welcome in the general direction of the feline poltergeist.
"Hmm... How many Big10 teams will make it to the sweet 16??"
She flicks her left hand in a particular way, and all the dust vanishes.
However, an outline of the paw prints remains.