Terri helps herself to Marigold's bag.

"Aww, come on, Mari! Don't be like that!" Terri pouted, reaching around behind Marigold's back and yanking the bag from her hands. "C'mon, what do we have here?"

Marigold's cheeks burned with shame. Terri was going to look inside the bag and see all the stolen underwear! One of her closest friends was going to think she was some kind of perverted weirdo! None of the girls would ever talk to her again! This was a nightmare come true!

Unless, of course, Terri simply jammed her hand into the bag blindly. To Marigold's incredible luck, that's exactly what Terri did. Terri's hand groped blindly inside the bag, working out what was inside.

"Hm. Feels like a bunch of cloth. Some cool shirts?" Terri guessed. "Oh, what's this?"

With that, Terri pulled out the frisbee! Marigold's momentary relief at Terri not actually looking inside the bag was replaced with a new wave of fear.

"I-It's nothing! Just a weird prop someone gave me as a gift. It's a long story, don't ask." Marigold explained hastily. "So you can go ahead and put it back in the bag now please."

"Oh, pish-posh!" Terri chuckled, waving off Marigold's concern. "Lookit all the buttons! Let's see what you do, gizmo!"

"Terri, no!" Marigold protested.

"What's the worst that could happen?" Terri asked as she recklessly pressed several buttons and flipped a few switches in quick succession.