"This place is boring as shit. Let's get tattoos or something before I choke on this bland porridge of a school."

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"This place is boring as shit. Let's get tattoos or something before I choke on this bland porridge of a school."
"So I did something crazy and died my hair. Do I look....crazy?
"Where is everyone?"
Barry was trying to have some privacy in the hallways, leaning against a secluded corner, talking to his cellphone in a worried voice. "Hey, Booth, it's Barry... You said I could call whenever... I tried to, but you're probably still away, but call me when you get this message, please?" He hung up, and sighed as he looked at the screen of his phone.
"No, I eat my cereal in peace." He's definitely not checking you out.
Jade sat in Ben’s office, perched on his desk with her legs crossed. She leaned back, fingers playing with all the random items he had laid out. “Professor Bluestone,” she read softly from the small metal triangle that sat near the edge, presumably to make sure people knew who he was. Jade snorted a little under her breath. Who would have thought this is where mister party animal would end up? She’d certainly bet on the wrong side of that one.
Right as she was setting the object back on the desk, she sensed an energy enter the room. A slow smirk spread across her lips before she looked to the door- but it wasn’t Ben she found. Still, Jade let her eyes drag over the visitor. “Hm.. Hey,” she greeted with a hint of laughter in her voice.
"I'm going to do you a favor and strongly advise against entering that room."