<strong>Name:</strong>Tommy Nakamura<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>Windfall<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>Junior<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cafeteria<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Brandon, Molly, Robert<br/><hr/><br/>"Why I'm here at school?"  Tommy chuckled, sitting back as he opened the rest of his lunch (and nodding back at Robert).  "Well, I was hoping they'd admit me for my awesome cooking powers.  But mostly I'm here just 'cause I'm lucky."  He paused for effect as he removed a bao from the next container.  "...Seriously.  It's pretty lame as far as most people here go, but you probably don't want to play cards with me."<br/><br/>He frowned slightly at Molly's reaction, and lowered his voice a little as he reached into his bag.  "Hey, it's fine.  Nobody's accusing you of anything.  ...I don't have any cookies on me, but if you want to try some candied bananas, I made extra earlier."  Tommy's gaze flicked quickly over Brandon's overloaded tray, and he bit back an unhelpful remark on the status of the cafeteria's cookies today.  Even he knew enough to know that his brand of commentary wasn't going to help anyone just now.