"George is actually, George is actually from England, did you know that?"

"Is he actually?"

"London. My parents moved because of stupid politics stuff or whatever."

"So you betrayed our nation for politics. I am shocked, shocked I tell you--"

Eyeroll. To Clay: "Do you know if Nick's around?"

"Uhhhhhh, I think so, why?"

"You're being... boring. I dunno. Maybe I'll just head back to my room for the night or whatever."

"BYE."

"Bye, George." Then: "Tommy."

"What did I do? He was rude first."

"...Wow, you're down bad, huh, oh, look at this, Clay's blushing--"

"Tommy, shut upppppp. I am not blushing. People are going to think you're being serious."

"Oh, but I am, Clay! I am the most serious, you know this about me. I have never made a joke, ever, in my entire life. Scout's honor."

Clay giggles. "You can have your mana storage back, by the way, Tommy." 

"Really? Thank you."

"Yeah, I just wanted to prevent you from, uh, I mean-- you weren't giving him your mana, and you were holding it, so." He can have his crystal back. (It's one of the ones shaped like a penis.)

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"I've had an idea, by the way, and I want to know what you think, and if I'm allowed?"

"Okay..?"

"So I was thinking--Easter's in April this year, right? The beginning of April? Right around my birthday."

"I think so, yeah."

"I was thinking, since you said I could talk to Toby again then, I could start saving up tokens for the snack bar now, we could all go to the snack bar. And for meals, maybe Toby could sit with Tampa, or you could sit with Toby and the rest of us? What do you think?"

"Yeah! Yeah, that'd be great."