"Neat!? How exactly is this...ugh...never mind..." Reggie sighed while pinching the space between this eyebrows, not even bothering to respond to the possible threat that he'd be run over. It was clear that this girl, whoever she was, was the kind of person that liked to make waves, however it was either deal with her, the students from school, or be alone. Reggie sighed and walked beside the van again, "Theres a country club in the neighborhood where I live. One of those bourgeois members only kinds of places; golf course, buffet, the whole nine yards. They even have a game room for the kids that get dragged along. I guess if no one's around to complain we can stock up on that stuff before some other kids wise up to it.". Reggie opened the door to the van as it slowly moved along the road, "The name's Reginald by the way, but people call me Reggie.".