"The dream team is coming together I see." Strad spun around on his butt and made two finger guns and a clicking sound with his tongue at Nate.

He figured it was about time to get serious about all this though. One does not simply plan a prank all willy-nilly like and expect to get away with it. And Strad would be damned if he was getting kicked out of school because he was caught! Again.

Strad crossed his legs in front of him and rested his head on his fist, "So how are we doing this, man?"