Oliver smiled slyly and looked at him, his eyes now sparkling with interest "What type of business are we talking about here?"

"Well, it sounds like a normal day in a highschool full of Halfies.", She laughed sarcastically. "Though, if your friend flew into the window tat mustn't be good for their bones." Molly sniffed, shifting her wings.
"maybe we should keep away from the blood because it can carry diseases.", She placed her hands on her shoulders and moved her to a clean spot on the floor.

"Well, someone has to clean that up eventually. Anyways, uh, who are you? And what?"

Alex twirled an arrow between his fingers nonchalantly. "Hunting our prey, if you get my drift?"

"Sure," Oliver said his smile twisting into an evil grin as he pulled out a book and a gold pen, flipping to an empty page "Just sign here," He handed Alex the book and the golden pen.

Alex raised an eyebrow, "Now why would I do that?"

"Well..." He paused, trying to figure out if he should say the complicated version or the simple and finally decided to do the simple "To seal the deal, I do things with autographs."
(I promise you this wierd habit of his will be explained later, just to lazy to write it down)

Alex frowned, took out his own piece of paper and a pen, and signed his name. "Happy?"

He drops out of the vents onto a desk in the middle of a class, earning screams from students and the teacher. He chuckles nervously before climbing back into the vents, "Wrong room." He mutters, continuing forward.

Oliver flicked his tails, looking unhappy, he tails appearing because he was upset "Sure," He said keeping his voice level as he snatched the paper and placing it in his pocket "We got work to do."