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Sully locked eyes with Conner and grinned at the compliment. [color=LimeGreen]“Thanks! Figured I’d make Principal White shit-stain his old man whitey-tighties one more time before I left! That one’ll be haunting him for [i]years!”[/i][/color] When shaking his hand, he held it a bit longer than usual as he smiled. [color=LimeGreen]“Nice to meet you properly, Conner! I’ve seen you around school, it’s a shame we never hung out before! That’s a [i]fantastic[/i] tan, by the way! At least from what I can see. I take it you’re a surfer guy?”[/color] He looked him over slightly, the grin never leaving his face. 

Meanwhile, the holier-than-thou girl from earlier - who, for some reason, still joined everyone inside the club - was holding her phone up trying to get reception. Mr. Dude saw this from across the room and approached her. 

[color=fff200]“You’re wasting your time, my young friend,”[/color] he called out over the music as he flashed his big plastic teeth. [color=fff200]“This entire plaza is designed to block cellular signals. Wouldn’t be very wise to have a [i]secret[/i] party like this and allow cops to trace the GPS coordinates, [i]now would it?[/i] Didn’t you notice you lost service back at the garage?”[/color]

[color=fff200]“What if there is an emergency?!”[/color] she asked, suddenly alarmed. [color=fff200]“I demand to leave right now. Let me out of here!”[/color]

[color=fff200]“Of course, of course!”[/color] The masked partyman smiled. [color=fff200]“No one is held here against their will! Security, see to it that she is… [i]taken care of.”[/i][/color] The two guards nodded and escorted her out of sight as the party continued. 

Kamran made note of this from where he was sitting, still suspicious.