Angela shrugs, "S'ok. I'm sure we could come up with something. Oh, heya Sam, Mike." She opens up a two-liter of Mountain Dew, drinking straight from the bottle.<br/><br/>As she gets her books and dice out, she smiles at Michael. "Ooohhh, very nice. Looks like you put a lot of work into that." She then lays out her stuff, placing Marietta, the human fighter, on top of her books.