<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/RobertHeadshot.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Robert Strauss<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>Ultimate<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>Student / Senior<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Ionic Hall at the Cafeteria, sitting at a table<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Molly, Lara<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Robert cocked his head.  Pay?  Queue?  What was she going on about?  He wondered what had made her so shy and if her stutter was an actual speech impediment or just because she was nervous.  Regardless, he wasn't about to make fun of her for it.  He nodded as she said she'd like to be shown around, lightly slapping the table in front of him with a smile.<br/><br/><strong>"Then it's settled.  I'll be your tour guide."</strong><br/><br/>He glanced sidelong to the girl that Molly was smiling at and noted Lara.  He flashed her a smile as well and beckoned her over.<br/><br/><strong>"You know her?  Lara's a nice girl... got a bad rap if you ask me.  She should come and eat with us.  It'll be cool."</strong><br/><br/>He popped a tater tot into his mouth, reveling in the slightly greasy, salty taste.  He had to admit that he loved fried food, despite how unhealthy it could be.  Still, everything in moderation and all that.