"Close, but not quite. Supposedly, I was done with hazing two years ago." The emphasis he put on hazing implied a bit of skepticism about that bit of information. Taking her hand with a smile, he gave it a firm shake, "Michael. Nice to meet you, Maren, although I think I've seen you before around campus. I spent most of my time in Richardson Hall and eat lunch under the trees beside the science building." Richardson Hall was primarily the domain of the Engineering department.<br/><br/>Blushing a bit, he admitted, "I'm in Theta Delta Chi. The bothers sent me to buy a gag gift for the new charter president." Releasing her hand, he knelt and picked up the spunky cheerleader, football thong thing, and roll of wrapping paper decorated by stick figures involved in all manner or erotic endeavor. "I'm going to take the doll back to my workshop and try to rig it with some compressed air so it'll inflate when he opens the box." Michael didn't ask her out of anything. He didn't want to be another idiot.