"And-" Clint this time picks up the megaphone to his lips "this is the year the DICE NORTH DRAGONS ARE GOING TO WIN STATE!"

At least he was considerate enough to point it away from their ears and in the direction of the lunch tables. Quickly after there were loud screams and cheers and football players banging their fists on the tables.

He let's go of Rory only to grab a pen. "And we could really use a dedicated guy like you Rory."