[Stan leaned against the wall of the school, rolling his eyes. His twin brother was being praised for his intelligence AGAIN, and it left him bored with nothing to do. That was, until he noticed someone walking by. He decided to get a little.. mischievous. I mean, a little fun never hurt anyone!.. He just had to hope this person didn't have a pocket knife or something, that would end rather poorly for him.]

"Hey, toots." [He coo'd, catching the strangers attention almost instantly.] "Whatcha doin'?"