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Chanan was about to hear the woman's response when she went and retrieved a boy. Then, she talked about coaches and how a male one was needed. This made him smile. "Understood." He read the form, the signed. He figured Ahava could be a great mascot, provided she behaved herself. Once he signed, he also heard from the girl that a blonde was in the lobby and that he would need to ask if she would like to stay, to which, he nodded.

He walked on over to where Jenz was sitting. He knew her name yet never bothered to talk to her until now. "Hello. Remember me?"

Jenz looked up with a sense of excitement. "Of course, I do, Mister smarty pants!" She stuck her tongue out in a playful manner then continued. "I thought I'd visit the place and see what it's like!"

Chanan shrugged, "Well, if you want to stay, the lady in charge will be with you in a bit. Brown hair, glasses, looks about 18."

The blonde smiled widely. "Sure!"

The Israeli foreigner nodded, then walked off, leaving Jenz to wait in the lobby more. Meanwhile, Chanan found Quiara and turned in the signed form. "All set."