Violet tilts her head, considering your question. "Light and tech crew... Hmm. That's an interesting idea," she muses aloud. "We do need people to handle those aspects of our productions. It could be a way for you to make yourself useful while also learning more about theater." She gives you another predatory smile. "Think about it, human. You could be part of something revolutionary... Something that might just change this school forever."

Violet smiles widely, baring her fangs in delight. "Excellent choice, human," she purrs. "You'll fit right in with us. Our first production is just around the corner, and I know you'll do an amazing job helping to bring it to life. There will be plenty of opportunities for you to shine as well; we encourage our crew members to get involved with acting whenever they feel ready."

She hands you a small piece of paper with meeting times and locations written on it. "

Zorin sighs heavily, rolling his eyes as he follows Lysandra out the door. "Fine," he mutters under his breath, "I'll try to act happy for your sake." He pauses in the hallway, turning back to you with a smirk. "But don't get any ideas about us being friends or anything like that, alright?"

The three of you continue down the hallway and towards the courtyard where you're sure to find plenty of eager customers for your undead blood.

"Pfft," Zorin snorts derisively as he continues walking. "Sure, whatever you say." He glances over at Lysandra, who's hovering nearby, and grins mischievously. "But don't expect me to change my opinion about humans anytime soon."

They continue down the hallway, the sound of their footsteps echoing through the empty halls as they approach the bustling courtyard.

The ghoul girl Lola's smile widens as she hears your suggestion, but instead of immediately responding, she takes a step back and slowly begins to unbutton her blouse. With deliberate slowness, she reveals more and more skin beneath the thin cotton fabric until at last it falls open, exposing her smooth pale chest to you. Her black lace bra comes into view, cupping her perky breasts lovingly. She takes another step closer, inviting you in with her body language.

Lola gasps softly as you grope her breasts, her nipples hardening beneath your touch. Her body trembles with desire and she arches into your touch hungrily. She slides her hands up your back, feeling the warmth of your skin beneath her fingertips, before wrapping them around your neck and pulling you closer still for a deep, passionate kiss.

Jessica's abrupt departure leaves you feeling strangely exposed and vulnerable in the empty room. You can't help but wonder what her reaction would have been if you hadn't told her about the meeting earlier. A shiver runs down your spine as you recall her predatory smile and cold, venomous words. Perhaps it would be best to avoid getting on her bad side for now...

As you make your way towards the hallway, you can't help but notice that Jessica isn't the only one giving you strange looks today. Several other students whisper and point as they pass by, their eyes filled with suspicion and fear. You try to ignore them, focusing on finding your classroom, but it's hard not to feel a little self-conscious under their watchful gazes.