Winter's totally floored by this - Ms. Aaronson is quickly proving to be a amazing person, and even if she hadn't learned anything, she's glad she came. At the end of the day, that last comment pretty much summarized what she was going to take away, aside from all the smaller things that didn't really help her as much: it wasn't about having to be the cutest girl, or being the most charismatic, or even getting that damnable stutter out of her voice. If she could make herself into someone she liked... the rest would follow, right?

Or at least, she was telling herself that. Maybe she could get some more specific advice...?

Without a real plan in place, Winter meekly raised her hand and waited. The odds were pretty close to zero that she'd actually be called on, but... wait, why were there no other hands going up? Her eyes dart from one side of the room to the other, looking for someone else brave enough to have volunteered. Because it was rapidly looking like she was going to be on the spot.