A crack formed in Hanna's diplomacy dike as the creepo made his offer. Maybe it was the way he said it, maybe it was the multiple eyes fixated on her and the pressure that comes with it, but her diplomacy dike growned and the asshole within began to seep through the cracks. "I'm sorry, based on how this school looks like it committed structural suicide and how you look like some awful CSI cosplayer coming from an equally creep filled student body. I frankly do not want to be roofied on my first day of school and will gladly take my prepacked lunch into the school. Thanks but no thanks. Tchuss Scheisskopf" With that, she walked into the school, hoping to not be followed and sat down alone at a table. "What the hell is wrong with this school... Where are the teachers? Why are the letting everyone get away with this? IS school even in session? This is bizarre as hell..." she thought to herself as she pulled a touch tablet out her pad and began to browse the news.