Office hours, Friday, February 1 [all day]

[professor_lyman]

Josh had coffee and an office that was twice as big as his old one (which wasn't hard--it might have had a door to the Oval Office in it, but President Bartlet had once mistaken it for a closet) and a metric ton of campaign posters to hang on the walls.

He got to work, his computer blasting Van Morrison as he did so.

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[notnamedgerald]

"Josh," Leo announced from the door, "the placard on the office next to you says this other teacher is named Thor. Does he wear a helmet and wield thunder? And before you answer, if the answer isn't no, please change your answer so that it is."

Hello to you, too, Josh.

[professor_lyman]

Josh glanced up and shrieked like a high school girl, took two stumbling steps backwards and tripped over his chair.

[notnamedgerald]

Leo burst out laughing. "Hard to believe professional sports was never in the cards for you."

[professor_lyman]

"Leo!" Josh squeaked from the floor. "You're dead! I was at the funeral! I--" here his voice went a little less steady, "--carried the coffin."