"Strange?" Sam scoffed, putting on the creepiest grin she could muster. "Nobody's strange. There's just, say, a teleporter, Peter Pan in girl form, a kid who doesn't know what he got, a silver haired boy with electric powers, Jack Frost--apologies, just introduced himself to you, guy's name is Shaan, a cat, me, and five others I can't place. Perfectly normal around here. What's weird about you?" she asked, wiping the stupid grin off of her face and settling for a more polite one.
"I will punch you in the face," Walt said to the guard leading him along, although he was really excited. What had happened? Nah, who cared about that? Honestly. He was more interested in where he was going now. He ran into the room just as the door opened, listening to it slam shut immediately afterwards and almost tripping.