"Indeed, and much to my chagrin, I must admit that if you, David Jones, don't take up the position of leader, no one else would fit the bill." Sylvia Creek said, placing her cards on the table.
"Apparently, students who establish clubs and bring honor to Rosewood College will be massively rewarded by the university; perhaps about a hundred thousand credits, distributed over five years, at an annual rate of twenty thousand credits."
Yolanda York spoke passionately, "With team leader David Jones leading us, I believe we can indeed obtain honor at next year's Pharmacy Conference!"
"Are you forcing a duck to fly here?" David quickly retorted, amused at how quickly they decided to form a club.
After a while, seeing that everybody was looking at him expectantly in silence, David sighed helplessly.
"Alright. What kind of club do you plan to set up?"
After all, plucking the elixir soul was still plucking, to establish a club and pluck some more credits wouldn't be a bad deal.
