Teacher's Lounge 1/19

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom comes in at the beginning of the day and opens the lounge. He makes coffee for everyone with minimal personal woe, and sets out various luncheon type foods that come on plastic platters.

Anything that actually contains bugs is properly labeled. Scout's honor.

He'll be around until 6th Period, but there is plenty of food for the rest of the day.

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[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

In the interests of being a considerate partner, Sara does not elect to pour herself some coffee. (She already had some this morning, but shhhh. It's a sekrit.)

"Hey."

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"Hey," he says, looking up from a newspaper with a smile.

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

"I've closed my second bio section, since the one student in it has elected to switch to chemistry." An amused look. "I'll admit I felt a bit ridiculous teaching to only one in a capacity that was not a special project. How has your morning been?"

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"Quiet."

He motions for her to sit down, and then points to the three days worth of New York Times crossword puzzles he's already completed. "I don't have class until 6th Period on Thursdays. Did you want some coffee?"

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

"I have a Coke. I'm trying to cut down on my caffeine intake." And she's mildly succeeded--this is only the third Coke she's had today.

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"What brought that about?" he says with a smirk, letting her look over his shoulder and take any part of the paper she finds interesting.

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

[ooc: runs from work omg]

"It occurred to me, perhaps belatedly, that some of my troubles with sleeping might be correlated with my daily caffeine consumption." She ignores his smirk, snagging a section of the paper.

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

[OOC: run like the wind omg]

"How very scientific of you."

He flips back to the stock market section of the paper, and looks vaguely pleased by what he finds there, turning back to her for a moment. "You might want to take an aspirin. Withdrawal from caffeine isn't a pleasant experience."

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

"Already did." Definitely a sheepish look.

Then, she laughs outright before showing him the story in her section. "Didn't you once say that people vanishing into thin air was a molecular impossibility?"

She is, needless to say, not particularly receptive to the details of the report.

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

He gives her a knowing look. "I did say that before I came to Fandom, however."

Gil glances over and skims the details. "I don't suppose it would be appropriate to write a letter to the editor in which I point out that if the aliens did in fact do it, they would have done it in a completely different fashion."

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

"Honestly. And I've been assured that rectal probes have gone out of style."

She turns the page. "Ever read supermarket tabloids? I do, for sheer amusement factor."

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"I am not going to ask you who assured you of that."

Gil then gives Sara a 'you've met me before, right?' look over the top of his glasses.

"The only time I ever read a tabloid was when I found it under a dead showgirl's fractured skull, and I needed to determine if it was relevant or not to the case."

[Now I am not getting comment notifications. Sorry if slow, LJ is once again being a bee-yotch^10.]