The hallway is bustling as you walk down it, students walking in every direction, chatting and laughing. Rowley, with his signature red hair, stands out. He leans against the lockers, gazing out at his peers until he spots your familiar face amongst them. A smile quickly appears on his face as he sees you approaching. Calling out to you, he says, "Greg! Over here!" He sounds like he's been waiting to see you all day.