Uller didn't know what to do at the stare he was getting. He didn't like it, much, at all, so he glared back at Danny and then snorted, turning his attention to Mort. He knew Mort from movie club, so Uller gave the other boil a nod. He didn't know of Mort saw it or not, but at least he put in some effort. He supposed he needed to tell the other that the work on the scaretop wasn't needed anymore. Ah, well, it could wait.
Mort didn't need to know that he and Tahki had smashed his scaretop by throwing it out a window. It had been a good idea at the time, but e was sporting a new bruise on his leg. Let it be known Uller sucked with a baseball bat. He couldn't hit the broad side of a barn if he wanted to, much less a scaretop. Still, after the pain had stopped when he walked, he had gotten a good laugh out of himself with what had happened.
It surprised him, still, that Tahki had taken it upon herself to mention smashing the poor scaretop. IT was already beat up, and there was nothing Tahki could do to keep it going, it seemed. Though, Tahki was kind if disappointed it didn't explode.
For now, he stayed close to Tahki. She seemed really popular in this club. He wasn't sure if he liked that or not. On the one hand it meant that she could introduce him to a bunch of different ghouls and boils. On the other hand it meant a bunch of boils, possibly ghouls, would know her better than he did and make him feel like one of the worst friends ever. They might not have been friends long, but they were still friends. Maybe he should ask more questions to her? He wouldn't just talk about himself, because that was kind of rude, and she hadn't really asked much about him. Was that normal for friends? His ears flicked in thought and he brought one hand to rub his chin lightly.
Looking about at the others, he noticed that there were very few he did know here. Seemed like this was one of the more popular clubs. Maybe? He wasn't too sure. Sighing a little, Uller looked over to Tahki, watching as she talked with her other friends. Jealousy prickled at him but he managed to quell the feeling with the fact that they had been spending a lot of time together. If he was spending time with her, it meant that couldn't. That was alright by his standards.
A little smirk appeared on his face at the thought. I'm spending more time with her than you all are. Was his very childish thought at the moment.
