[@Im a huge mess] [@Vampy] 

	Gene looked around, this place seemed..ok. Ok, at best. He had a mild frown as he set his backpack against the wall..along with a doffle bag....and a tool box...and another tool box. 
	He had a lot of stuff, to say the least. He did, however, keep with him a roll of duct tape, some screws in a small, clear baggie, a battery powered toaster, which he had hanging off of his belt, and finally, his phone, which he kept on his belt as well, it being an old flip phone, attached to a key chain so he didn't loose it, again. 
	Quickly making his way to the front row, jingling as he moved due to the screws in his pockets. He flopped into his chair, sitting next to Megan.
	"..Sup. Names Gene. Local crazy scientist." Gene says, looking over at Megan. "...Anyone ever tell you, that you sorta look like Marceline the vampire queen?" He asks, not hitting on her, but being generally oblivious, and without manners. He, in fact, knew proper manners, but couldn't be arsed lately. She was still bothering him. Megan looked a little like her...with the black hair...
	He visibly frowned, looking..angry. Sad. Confused. It'd most likely be very off putting for poor Megan, who'd have no context as for why Gene was looking like he was. He almost looked like he was going to get violent, from the look on his face. He quickly looked away from Megan, and to the stage.