They do, and everyone is a witness!

The leader raised his weapon, prompting Pigface and Ghostface to do the same. "Alright, enough chatter, out into the foyer with you two."

Jordan started to freak out. "Wait, please, no! Im an honor student! If I do this, I'll be in so much trouble!" she begged. Despite her stress levels rising, the fluids coming out of her were leaking faster.

Pigface guffawed. "That's not our problem, sweetie," he replied in between laughs. "Now get going. Your audience is waiting for you."

Not seeing any other choice, Noah and Jordan began to move forward, the cold tiles underneath their bare feet and the breeze of the air conditioning being constant reminder of what they were (or rather, weren't) wearing.

As they entered the foyer, the masked men turned to each other the leader got their attention. "Look at this," he murmured, holding out two wallets. Inside were each student's driver's licenses, complete with both their addresses.

The whole crew looked at each other, with Pigface speaking up. "You thinking what I'm thinking?" he questioned.

The leader nodded, an evil plan formulating in his head. "I think I do," he responded, as the gang started heading out toward the exit... just as Noah and Jordan were starting their very public display of affection.