After a few minutes of idle chatter Cordelia was interrupted by a slim boy who looked like he could be no more dangerous than a fly.
"You're Cordalia, right?" The boy asked in a thick Jersey accent.
"It's Cordelia." She responded with an apprehensive glare.
"Who's asking?"
"Some fella in the mens dorm is hollering about you." He said with a look of curiosity in his eyes as the girls all turned and started whispering.
"Tall with long black greased hair?" Cordelia asked as the boy nodded.
"That's the one." He said as Cordelia nodded and he went on his way.
"Well, I'll be back." Cordelia responded.
"You're going to go talk to that psycho?" Christa (Chris for short) asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Why not, there's nothing better to do."
"At least let us come with you." The blonde offered.
"No, you girls would cause a row. Would don't need to put any of those fellas into cardiac arrest just yet." Delia said with a chuckle as she made her way to the men's side.