Office Hours, Monday, 3/30

[tyler_back]

Tyler was hunched over his laptop, poking at ThinkGeek.com.

Tony's birthday was in a couple days. What were you supposed to get a billionaire, anyhow?

No, he wasn't going to chat up a supermodel.

The office door was open.

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[flowering_mind]

She rapped lightly on the open door. "Tyler-sensei? You, like, super busy or interruptable?"

[tyler_back]

"Entirely and completely interruptible," he said, minimizing his webpage and swiveling to face her. "What's up, Ino?"

[flowering_mind]

She held up a small scroll and made a face. "Mission," Ino said, "I'm leaving tonight, and apparently it's supposed to be at least a week in duration, so since I was already in the school I figured I'd save you the phone call and come tell you in person."

[tyler_back]

"Good to know," Tyler said, nodding and just a little grim. "We're on 1968 but I don't have my notes together yet, so, uh, come bother me about it next Monday."

"Any idea what they're having you do this time?"