[center][b]Gretchen[/b][/center]

Oh, look. It’s the girl she just played around with! Wonder what’s got her all worked up, running out of the cafeteria like that. Meh, Gretchen decided otherwise to follow her; the girl probably had some sad story about her upbringing or some horrible memory that she couldn’t care less. She turned around to see into the cafeteria and saw the line.

Why, if it wasn’t her three most favourite people on Earth! Anthony Luthor, that trigger-happy freakazoid, and emo guitar girl! 

Hmmmmmm…. If she only wanted to talk to Luthor-boy…

Ah!

She walked back inside, right in front of the three, flipping the bird to gun-dude, and spoke to Luthor: 

“Salve, Luthor. Fac me jungens in in sermone foris? Sit ne ex hoc quod parvuli.” [[i]” Hello, Luthor. Mind joining in me in a conversation outside? Let's keep the simpletons out of this.”[/i]]

When the heck did she learn Latin!? She smiled, rolling her eyes up briefly, a figurative pat on the head for being so darn smart, before returning her lustful gaze back to Anthony.