*Alger grins, he always found that look of fear cute on humans.  He slithers a bit closer to her, and suddenly produces two slips of paper- his own dorm assignment slip, and hers, that she had dropped in her rush to flee.*<br/><br/>sssss, I think you might want to look more closely at this form next time....<br/><br/>*he points to the room assignment number on each of them.  They are identical, both room 11-B*<br/><br/>I'm Alger.....nice to meet you, roomie.