A single golden cracker swam across the ocean of manila envelopes as a perfectly manicured finger arranged the goldfish in the straight line along the edge of the paper. With her finger poised on top of the last crispy fish, she straightened it to match the position of the rest of the school.

"Hey!" Tracey exclaimed as Kelly's finger came down, shattering the golden form.

"Are you eating my goldfish again?" Tracey asked, reaching over the piles of paper.

Kelly continued to absently push around the last of the crackers as Tracey popped a handful of goldfish into her mouth.

"Besides, didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with your food?" She asked, smirking as she continued to munch on the goldfish.

"Yeah, right after 'don't talk with your mouth full'"