Ken snorted. At least he actually knows how to drive and stuff. I mean, its not like Phpenix signing to driv aroun after that last prank Kari and I pulled...."
The car came back, s in one peice amazingly. "Looks good!" The boy yelled ot, hoping out as he turned off the ignition. "Oh cool, newbie. I'm Alex genova. Whats her name?"

Sean shrugged a bit and smiled to Alex G.,offering a hand to shake to the other boy. "I'm Sean."

:coolio." Alex shook Seand hand. ">>, so where's ky paycheck?" He asked Nicote.

"Tlak to Grimpy." Nicote grimbled.

Alex nodded. "Sure. See ya later!" Je called dashing off.

Ken sighed. "He has two thing son his kind. Cars and money."

"Cant blame him. Hes damm broke and his parent stun a car show."

Sean assumed "grumpy" was Mateo,but then again who was he to assume. He let his tail relax in a smooth swaying motion.

(Can you put a little more, like stuffsean says or does or something? Kind ahead to work with just what seand standing there doing it's your rp too)

Nicote was muttering something in another lanuage-it sounded french.

Ken was busy cleaning up.

(Kk)

Sean rolled his shoulders,not sure what to do now,as he pulled his wings in tight and stretched his arms up for a second. "So...is there anything you need help with that I c-could help with?" he asked. He was a bit worried at Nicotes tone in the seeming french,and his expression shifted slightly to show it.

63@^ hats goo,, thanks)

Nicote paused to think. "Oh, um....hmm....What kind of stuff d you know how to do? Besides playing soccer and cars."

Sean shrugged,shifting his weight from foot to foot a bit as his tail swayed side to side. "Nothing real specific,a little bit of alge and physics,I do...a lot...sorta...just not often at it really...." He wasn't sure how to explain how he was pretty much well rounded in doing things so he bit his lower lip with a sharp fang as his night black of his hair seemed to bubble a bit.

Nicote considered for another moment. "Eh, we'll find something. If anything there's always front desk management, which no one seems to be doing..." He directed this at a brunette boy who was peeking around the cornor (What was it with people and cornors here?)

The boy raised his bandaged hands. "Can't do much with these. I left Graves there."

Ken sputterd. "You left him. Alone. At the front desk."

"Don't worry, Kari's there too."

"She'd better be." Nicote grumbled.

Sean shrugged a bit and slipped his hands into his pockets and rocked a bit on his heals a bit. "Is there something wrong with having Graves up there?" He asked,not trying to be to nosy.