"And there she was..." (Cereza/Open)

--- Chase sighed, running a hand through his hair as he shook his head.

"Tch, he's such a damn hothead."

--- Initially Chase hadn't noticed Angel's extended hand and so it would ignored briefly as Chase looked towards the open doorway. Chase stood at 6'0'', slim yet trimmed build. He was a senior at the school. Reading him wasn't an easy task just like with little miss white rabbit. At Angel's words Chase would turn back and stare at the fellow for a few seconds with a perk brow.

"Friend? Heh, jumping the gun there aren't we pal?"

--- Chase spoke amusingly. He knew Angel must've not meant much by it but still, Chase and the term 'friend' had a certain understanding and he didn't use it loosely. It almost seemed like that handshake was gonna be left hanging again and in a technically sense it did. Though the difference is it was replaced with a pat on the back as Chase was deciding to make his way out into the hallway with parting words.

"For whatever reason you did what you did, good for you. But don't think I nor Jason think your owed something. I wouldn't call it something that deserves repayment; well minus if you ever get ruffed up and I happen to be around I guess I could drag you to a hospital. But that's about the extent of it. So later kid."

--- By that time Chase would be in the hallway causally walking away unless Angel decided to follow after him. Chase wouldn't really see why. He had nothing to say to the boy and that was clear by his statement. Angel had nothing to offer Chase so no help was needed. At least Chase agreed to give him medical aid if need be one day!

--- Upon hearing Angel call out to him, Chase would come to a pause with a 'hm?'. Glancing over his shoulder with a perked brow, Chase noticed Angel following after him. The underclassman wanted to know Cereza's name? This caused a curiosity in Chase to form. He would turn completely to him and try to satisfy this sudden curiosity with a question of his own.

"I heard you were sitting with her. It wouldn't surprise me in the least that she didn't provide a name. Why are you so interested? Got the hots for her? Not that I could blame you."

--- Chase would be trying to unknowingly gauge Angel.

--- Chase folded his arms and listened closely to Angel's words. The boy had grabbed Chase's interest enough that he wanted to see how things would pan out. He nodded as the boy spoke. Chase agreed there was just something about her that drew you in,  A smirk tugged on the corner of his lips. A nickname?

"Heh, I hear ya kid. She tends to have that alluring effect on people that I can't deny."

--- He chuckled a little shaking his head.

"I wanna say you're right about her being uptight but that would be me just being pissy. So you think there's this little sweet girl inside that enigma? Good luck with that. So what is this nickname you've given her?"

--- His arms remained folded waiting for the answer. He wasn't objecting providing her name, just curious what he deemed her.

--- A brow rose in amusement.

"You don't say."

--- Chase began to chuckle. He raised his right hand to place on his face as he shook his head in disbelief. He ran the same hand through his hair and dropped it to his side. He really couldn't believe that Angel had actually called her a cute bunny.

"You really said she looked like a cute bunny? I bet she died laughing..Thinking about it with all the white she usually wears I guess she does share a resemblance... Heh, alright kid cause I'm curious I'll tell you. Cereza Grey. Like I said good luck."

--- Chase would walk away giving a two finger salute from his forehead. He'd be keeping an eye on this one. But he would pause and turn back around pulling a card out of his vest pocket and handing it to Angel.

"Oh here. Call me and tell me how it goes. I'd love to know the details."