[i]Fuck! He's caught me. What to do? What to do? I can't tell him the whole truth. Last time I told someone I was a werewolf hunter I couldn't see clearly for a week. Stupid old lady with pepper spray. Think, Ryan. Think! Aha![/i] "Alright, to tell you the truth, this is my first time hunting. I didn't know anything about a license or whatever else you need. But, I haven't killed anything yet. I promise. I can even show you where I crashed my car if you want." Ryan responded, a bit worriedly. He hadn't lied at all this time, but his previous one could be getting him in a lot of trouble. [i]Man, if I get in trouble for something someone else did... I'd probably... Do nothing about it, 'cause I'd probably be in prison. Nooo, I don't want to go to prison. Bad thing happen to people like me when they go to prison. I'm not meant to go there.[/i] Ryan's stomach then growled again, even louder than before. "So, uh, you got any food? Oh! And the girl, you didn't say anything about her," Ryan said, his mood quickly changing from fear to excitement.