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• We rode the monorail in silence. Every time someone tried to speak, Cassie shushed them. When we got back to the hotel, she frog-marched us to the bungalow. As soon as we were inside, the beautiful blonde gestured for us to sit on the couches in the living room. We did so, obediently.
• It might be surprising that we were so pliant. But seeing Cassie -- sweet, bubbly Cassie -- get angry was more than enough to make us behave. Further though, to this point Cassie had always been able to solve our problems. I think we all trusted her to fix this, too. Though I couldn't imagine how it was going to happen. We really felt broken this time.
• Cassie grabbed a notepad from one of the end tables, tore off all the sheets, and ripped those into smaller pieces. Then, using a pen from her purse, she wrote on each. Finally, she separated all the shreds into three separate bowls that she took from the kitchen cabinets. She did this with a kind of efficient violence, like punishing the paper for all our misdeeds. See what you've made me do?!