Sam shrugs, balling up the napkin. "Not that high, I think. It's possible, but unless they hang around the school often I don't think they'd recognize me easily. Only one of them was even conscious when I walked in, and he was probably shaken up badly enough that he wouldn't be able to pick me out of a lineup. He'd have known not to shoot at me if he did know my face, too. I mean, all I did was walk into a store." He frowns faintly. "Well, okay, I was walking around with Scattershot, but it's not like I could really say no to him unless I wanted to get more things blown up."