Office Hours, Thursday, 2/9

[halfman_lion]

Tyrion started his day with a letter from his father. He was in ... something less than an excellent mood as he settled behind his desk, trying to come up with either a suitable response to the letter or a lesson plan for the next week.

At least this week, the office door was open and there were no more dolls.

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[electrocynic]

Post-class, Electroclash was really just looking to get her pack of cigarettes from her office and be on her way (possibly to bother Don with texts, because that was fun), but curiosity had her poking her head in when she noticed one of the other office doors was open.

"Ooh, I didn't know they let kids have offices!"

... Stay classy, Sarah.

[halfman_lion]

It had been a while since someone made a height joke at Tyrion; long enough that he spent a second deciphering that was what it was.

"Why not? You must know they let the mentally deficient have them," he finally answered, looking up from his papers.

[electrocynic]

"Oh, yes, I've met some of the other faculty," Electroclash rasped, because she didn't falter easily, nor was she even a bit apologetic.

For a lady in a superhero costume, there was very little hero-appropriate about her manners. "Think the standards at this place are a little off."

[halfman_lion]

"I see," Tyrion said, looking straight at the lady in the costumer. He thought that if either of them were below standards, it was her.

"Does this visit have a purpose, or did you just need to remind me I'm still short?"