Xaviers!

Victor looked up from his plate and had to force down a mouthful of breakfast to reply. "Ah! Yeah, sure, I can do that. Do you know who your roommate is yet?"

"Seems like she's got you wrapped around her little finger," she chuckles.

"Uuuuh I have it here somewhere." She started digging through a folder a nice lady at the administrative desk gave her.

"Molly McFly?.... heheheheh, McFly."

She looked at Sam while shoving papers back into the folder.

"Oh no dear, that's going to take at least a week. Maybe even two or three weeks. Right now he's just being what one refers to as 'Minnesota nice'... or ya know "Canadian'."

"It's an excuse to get into a girl's room." Victor shrugged.

"Oh god, you're rooming with Molly?"

"You have my sympathy."

"What kind of magical things do you think happens in a girls room Victor? I can assure you there's a distinctive lack of sexy pillow fights. Mainly, because I get the feeling they are only going to assign me one pillow. And while it might be an awesome one, you kind of need two pillows for a fight. Otherwise it's just called smothering." She grinned.

"Uh oh... Should I be worried? I can handle jerky if she's kind of an ass."

Victor cleared his throat with a bit of milk. "Vampire rules. Invite me in once and I can come and go as I please."

"Well, the times I've been around her she just kind of... digs at people."

"Someone's been reading too much Twilight. If he were educated properly on vampires he'd know that often the person who invited can revoke the right at anytime, so long as they know that they can." Giving Victor a quick wink, she refocused her attention to Sam again,

"Digs how? With intention, or just doesn't know when to quit?"

"You wouldn't want to play truth or dare with her, at least."

"Or Cards Against Humanity, I guess."

"Truth or dare sucks dude." She replied. Yes, she was referring to Samantha.

"It's only purpose is to embarrass your peers and make yourself feel big about doing it in the process. I never liked that game."

"Yeah, well I got suckered in."

"Next time someone asks, act super enthusiastic about it, and then follow up with asking when the juice boxes and hydrox cookies are going to be passed out. Then tell them your mommy said you don't have to sleep on the mat anymore because 'You're a big girl'." She quipped.

"Next time insist on spin the bottle."

"C'mon Vic. I am sure you can find a way to get your tongue in someone's mouth without blaming it on an inanimate object.Or that you were told you were placed under a terrible spell and you need to suck face with them to break it. Or by telling them you are a prince who has an obscene amount of money you need to launder through their bank accounts but fiiiirrrssssttt...." She had stopped looking at him as she said it focusing on her food, but she was still smiling.

"Are you trying to see if he'll catch fire?"

"See? This is what I get for trying to be helpful." Victor focused on stuffing his face, he wasn't going to argue this, it was a losing battle.

"Haha. Yea." Emilie responded to Sam, grinning. " I'm just out here tryin' t'follow my dreams of leaving a path of boy destruction in my wake. Are you crushing my dreams Sam?"

"Nyaaw don't pout or you won't get to inflict vampire rules on my room."

"Alright, I'll be a good boy." Victor heaped his napkin and other refuse onto his place once he was finished.

"You wanna come with us Sam?"

"I don't really think I want to pay Molly a visit."

"This build up to my room mate is making me regret registering for school. I should have just slept in an out building and foraged out of the dumpster, heh."

Emilie picked up after herself as well.

"Let's roll Freud."

"I don't... think she's worse than that."

"Oof, high praise." Victor took his tray and set it on top of Emilie's, getting up to take both trays to the garbage cans.

"Seeya later Sam. Save a spot on your dance card for me, will ya?"