Toby found his way to the cafeteria without any issues.  He'd been plotting his approach for a couple of days now, and he'd be damned if he was going to let anything stop-

Suddenly, Miss Jasmina strode in front of him like a bat out of Hell, which Toby was pretty sure wasn't far from the truth.  Thrown off balance, he stopped and watched the teacher as she found the buffet and grabbed some food.  He always had a healthy respect for authority figures, but it seemed like Jasmina had it out for everyone...the guys, for sure.  But he wasn't here to stare at teachers; he was here to finally ask out Artemis.  Finally...

He glanced over the scene, deciding not to eat anything; he was still full from his protein shake (however brief it might be).  After a few moments, he found Artemis.  She was waving at some guy...Toby's countenance fell.  [i]Jace[/i]...  Everywhere Artemis was, so it seemed, was he.  Were they friends?  Were they something more?  They had similar occupations, with her being the animals' caretaker, and he being the resident MD.  They probably had a lot to talk about.  They were pretty much Toby's antithesis.  Toby started to think that maybe this whole thing wasn't such a good idea.  Maybe Artemis hated him anyway.  It was no secret what Toby's job was, after all...

No.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?  He tried to remain as cool as he could as he made his way to the table where Artemis and Jace were sitting.  He took a seat across from them and smiled at Artemis.  "Hi, Artemis."

Then, he nodded to Jace and Gallus.  "Jace, Gallus.  Hi."
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Leo had one job: Protect Natalia Dawson.  It wasn't too difficult of a job, seeing as she was always in her (albeit spacious) bunker.  It also didn't hurt that she was easy on the eyes.  It was at this moment, however, that he went to her usual spot in front of the monitoring equipment, and failed to find her.  He sighed.  [i]I go to the loo for five minutes and she disappears like bloody Harry Houdini.[/i]  He pinched the bridge of his nose, contemplating where she might have gone.  She never tells him these things, of course.  [i]This must be some kind of game to her.  A strange version of Hide-and-Seek.[/i]  "I hope you're bloody amused, Nat, because I'm not," he muttered.  He wandered about the bunker before finally deciding on the hot springs.  After all, that's where he goes when he needs to relax...which, with taking care of someone who openly challenges the super powered residents of her home to [i]kill[/i] her...is pretty often.

Upon entering, he removed his glasses and wiped the condensation from the lenses.  Upon placing them back on his face, he spied Nat at the far end of the pool.  He quickly bowed his head and covered his eyes, not out of reverence, but out of embarrassment and not realizing that she was still clothed.  "Jesus, Nat!  [i]Tell[/i] me when you leave the area.  It's why we have communication devices!"