"I do, actually. Locked up in my office. You never know when you're gonna need those things." It was like a sign from God. If you believed in God. Which Wrex wasn't sure if he did. What kind of God lead people to Orange County and then made them dream about being turtle men?
Without further ado, he went ahead and lead her out of that room, locked it up, and headed back to his office. When he got there, he waved off the kid that was sitting outside of it, "Stop chewing gum in that class or I'm gonna tell Smith to stop selling it to you, kid."
The kid nodded and ran off, and Wrex just shook his head as he walked inside and over to a closet, "Some of these teachers are too uptight. Close the door, would you?"