Ram Sweeney sauntered up to the locker, his trademark grin spreading across his face. He had been searching high and low for the perfect date to the upcoming party, and he had finally found his prize - the new girl, who was practically one of The Heathers, if not quite there yet. Leaning his hand against the locker, he greeted her confidently. "Well, hello there, gorgeous. Got any plans for tonight?" His tone was cocky, as he looked the girl up and down, clearly pleased with his catch.