[i]"Yeah! No problem."[/i]

Evan gave her a grateful smile as he took the pencil, taking a moment to look her over as he did. He vaguely remembered her from the group in the auditorium earlier; it was hard to forget such an exotic hair color, after all. [b]"Thanks! I owe you one."[/b] As he turned to fill out his form, Evan couldn't shake the feeling that he would regret saying that later on. 

[b]Name:[/b] Evan Lance
[b]Age:[/b] 19
[b]Section:[/b] A
[b]Clubs:[/b] Performing Arts, Home Ec.

Evan contemplated joining a third club once again, but the last thing he wanted to do was overwhelm himself. He turned his form in to the teacher, then sat back down and handed the girl her pencil back. [b]"Thanks again,"[/b] he said with a friendly grin. [b]"I'm Evan, by the way."[/b] He couldn't remember if he had introduced himself earlier, but figured there was no harm in doing so again.