Dylan walked quickly in the rain. He had gotten out of the workshop in a hurry, put on whatever clothes could be convinced to peel off the floor, and taken the umbrella which had a few holes in it. Work had mercifully been slow that day so he was off for the rest of the night. Dylan was in a good mood, in spite of the water dripping onto his shoulder. He hadn't seen his friends in a little while and he wanted to see what mischief Darcy had planned for them, though she had been quite vague on what it was that they would be doing. He was confident that he was coming prepared, more or less, for anything they would encounter. Soon enough he could see the library in front of him, as well as Darcy's distinctive red car. He lightly jogged up to the side of the car, peeking inside as he arrived. It looked like Jason and Nora had beaten him to the punch. [color=gray]"Hey guys, am I too late for the party?"[/color] Dylan asked jokingly.