[ I mean! If it helps! Her hair's definitely puffy, strands having fallen from her ponytail. But. Yes, sweaty-Riley is sort of a state she's used to, considering. Cheerleader. She's discarded her tracksuit, leaving her in a pair of workout shorts and a T-shirt, still with the Giles Corey High Tigers logo emblazoned on the front.

Kidnapping aside, this is a normal day for Riley. She also doesn't seem to care about how poor flustered Christine looks! At least in how she's frazzled, dress wrinkled and the like from crawling around mirrors. What she frowns at is what Christine's saying. She crosses her arms and purses her lips, humming lightly. ]

I know who the Phantom of the Opera is, but- that wasn't... That was just a guy, dressed up him, wasn't he? Some...creep playing dress-up. [ There's less fire in her than when she was full-on insulting the guy. Still not too happy about him, though! ] Also, he kidnapped us, you do not want a freaky stalker in a mask to crush on you! Also he's a jerk.

[ ...He called her names!! He poked her insecurities!!! Down With Phantom!!!! ]