Myth took his shoes off as soon as he came in, putting them bu the door where they would be easy to find, before entering Kalinda's and Tori's place proper, looking around. It was a nice place, and he saw Tori get out cupcakes and milk. Myth smiled a little, she was a nice person, to think about her guests, and of how Kalinda didn't seem like she wanted to be hostess right now.
[hr]As the odd studentss came over and began talking, Allen slid down from his perch on the tree, landing gracefully, and he immediatly began talking. [b]"Guys guys! You're doing it all wrong! You don't get people to join you by running around and threatening everyone you ask! That'll get you nowhere! You've gotta do a lot more than that."[/b] He smiled a crocodile's smile and clasped his hands together in front of him. [b]"If you really want to get followers, you've gotta tell people who this 'true master' is, and why he's the better choice. You need posters, plastered everywhere! Especially in the DWMA, and you've got to approach people while they're out on jobs, talk to them, show them the light or whatever your doctrine is. Intimidation really won't go as far as a well-designed HR campaign. You guys can be so much better than common thugs!"[/b] Allen spread his arms when he finished talking, hoping Angelo wouldn't open his mouth and ruin the on-the-spot speech. It wasn't much, but Allen hoped he had been charismatic enough to at least get them thinking, and give him time to come up with a better plan than just talking like a salesman who's new to the business.