Amelia took a drag on her cigarette and watched the scene with interest, reclining against her seat.<br/><br/>"The first place you'll want to go, if you're planning on hunting that particular spook, is to the school district offices, unless you'd rather set up shop at an elementary school and wait for Ms. Clay to show up as a substitute teacher, or come up with a more clever plan.  Please keep in mind that if you show up with guns at an elementary school, you'll get a massive police response called down on you.  You may very well need to make it look like she's going with you willingly, before you take her somewhere and dispose of her."  Amelia took another deep drag on the cigarette, very nearly inhaling the entire thing in one toke before letting out a massive cloud of smoke.<br/><br/>"The abbey is perfectly willing to provide you with Ecstasy tablets, Rohypnol, gags, Valium, Oxycontin, and chloroform, but keep in mind that being caught with any of these things on school grounds will get you arrested.  If she's a non corporeal spirit, drugs will be somewhat less effective on her, of course."  Amelia giggled, standing up and placing an affectionate hand on Victor Reinhart's shoulder.  "She has some pretty dangerous powers, and exorcisms aren't a specialty of ours.  On the other hand, what could be more exciting then banishing a dangerous spirit through an orgiastic ritual?"  Amelia said, walking to the table and opening up a secret compartment, which contained a massive key ring.<br/><br/>"We once had to dismiss from our organization a hunter who brought a shotgun into an inner city high school.  Within 10 minutes, 5 patrol cars had arrived to deal with him.  Within 20 minutes, 9 more patrol cars had arrived, and swarmed the entire area."  Amelia laughed, remembering the amusing story.  He'd gotten 4 years in prison, of course, but it was better to let the new hunters think he'd been killed in a hail of gunfire.  "Don't think you're just going to carjack a car and keep on driving until the police forget about what you've done."  Amelia cautioned grimly, casually flicking her cigarette butt into the ashtray as she began carefully separating out several keys.<br/><br/>Her dark brown eyes scanned the room, curious of what the Hunters thought of the logistics of the mission.  Before too long, she had in her hand a number of keys.  "These are the keys to the safe deposit boxes where we keep the date rape drugs.  You can feel free to clear them out, as we've gotten an excellent deal with out supplier.