Lenne laughed at the joke, hoping that the clubs she was expected to carry around would soon cease to multiply. She took a moment to attempt to lift it, nearly going cross-eyed with the effort. Oh goodness. She blushed for a brief moment, hoping that Genie hadn't noticed her weakness, but it soon passed and she determined she wouldn't try lifting it again until they were all done filling it with her needed equipment.

"What else am I going to need besides all these clubs?" she asked, nearly regretting the question, hoping everything else would be much less intimidating in size.