The auditorium was neither full, nor empty, but that nebulous half-way point where people declared that there were too many people while others complained that there weren’t enough. Still, it was more than expected for an after school event. Clustered in threes and fours, the sheer number of conversations was enough to fill the room with the low rumble of ground thunder.

Jack watched the people file in. His watched beeped. It was time. He spotted his target- a girl with the outline of a tube of toothpaste in her pocket. He couldn’t believe that she was foolish enough to bring it inside. He had to get her attention and said the first thing that came to mind.

“You didn’t growl at me.”

The girl he was talking to frowned, obviously confused. “I don’t- uh. Was I supposed to?”

He smiled. “Aww that’s an easy one. Yes, yes you were. And yet you didn’t.”

The lights began to dim.

“I think the show’s about to begin. We should sit down.”

“Girl, the show has already begun! Now give me the toothpaste, traitor.”