He wrinkles his nose. "Lame." Whether he means the talent show or the salary cap is anyone's guess. "Doesn't gotta be a lot of money, just like, a gift card to a store or movies or somethin'." What else was a big deal back in school...

After a giving it a bit more thought while (of course) smacking his gum, he flaps a hand in her direction when something else comes to mind. "Homework passes. That shit was like gold." He'd only received them rarely and way back in middle school because he hadn't exactly been the greatest student after he hit junior high, but the concept was always nice. Who wouldn't like a slip of paper that gives them permission to not do an assignment?