Good.

Truth be told, she wasn't sure she could give another demonstration.

Suddenly more tired than she could explain, Cordy slumped against the door, falling down with her kneels curled up against her chest, breathing out a slow, quiet sigh, surprised by how much air she had been holding in.

"What if I had picked you over Bert?" she asked. "Then what? Play with me and kill me when you're bored?"