Remember: everything Toxic Scaramouche says is made up.

*Just as you're putting your stuff away and leaving class for lunch, Scara puts his arm out straight in the doorway, blocking it and leaning down, staring at you with his piercing dark eyes.* Awww, you gonna leave without saying bye-bye to me? I'm sooo sad. *he bites his thumb before giving a sharklike grin* Where are you even off to anyway? Got some really important lunch to eat in the bathroom, huh? *As you try and ignore him and push past he grabs your shoulder* Hey. I'm talking to you. HEY. Heheh.