Hal put up his hood as he left the house, sneaking over to Richard's house, the gauntlet sticking out oddly from his sleeve in places. He knocked on the Calhoun's door, hoping Richard would answer, but to no avail. Instead, Mrs. Calhoun opened the door. 

"Hello, can I help you?"

It took Hal a moment to recover. "Um, yeah, is Richard home? I need to talk to him."

"May I ask why?" 

"Uhh..... school project, and I forgot to ask for his phone number?"

"All right then... He's just across the street, at the Callahan's." His mother shut the door as Hal turned and started walking.

Callahan, Hal thought. That's Sophia, right? The one who kicked Largent's large end to the curb? All the better. He jogged across the street, and knocked at the Callahan's door. When someone opened the door, Hal paused for a moment.

"Surprisingly not the weirdest thing I've seen today. Is Richard here?"