Urd cast Genie a subtle, lingering look before she focused on Rosemary again, smiling apologetically. "Ah, yes. Sorry about that." She lead the way to the tent, her golf bag floating lazily behind her. "Genie and I are...competitive." Yes, that seemed a sufficient explanation of the tension between them. Smiling wryly to herself, she picked a cart out at random as they entered the shade of the tent and climbed into it, the golf bag falling into the back.

She paused, hands on the steering wheel and gave Rosemary a curious look. "Wait...you don't have a golf bag, do you?"