Faculty lounge, Monday, February 13

[professor-lyman.livejournal.com]

Everything Josh knew about feeding a crowd he learned from working on campaigns.

Thus: pizza, sandwiches, coffee and soda.

It worked for college volunteers. Maybe it'll work on teachers, too.

He tacked up a sign on the bulletin board:

WANTED:

Faculty members to help chaperone the Valentine's Day dance this Friday night.

Please, oh, please, don't make me be there alone.

Sign up below.

Josh sat down with a copy of the Washington Post, flipped the television to C-SPAN and prepared for the day.

Comments

Re: General chatting

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

"Harvard?" Rita asked dubiously. "I think I overheard that obnoxious Ms. Gilmore talking about it. But honestly, that's ridiculous. When I was at school I had a similar problem, with a teacher telling me I couldn't possibly have an aptitude for potions or transfiguration because they're complicated work."

She rolled her eyes and smiled a bit smugly. "I rather showed them."

Re: General chatting

[professor-lyman.livejournal.com]

"Oh, Rory's a good kid," he protested. He watched her expression. "Yeah, I can't imagine a way that telling you that you can't do something would lead to anything but tears and pain."

Re: General chatting

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

"Well, not so much tears and pain as...my becoming the best journalist in the magical world. And that teacher finding himself experiencing unpleasant side effects from drinking some slightly doctored pumpkin juice," Rita said sweetly. "Tell me I'm bad at potions, find yourself mysteriously babbling nonsense. Obviously unrelated events."

Re: General chatting

[professor-lyman.livejournal.com]

"Check. Note to self: don't make the roommate cranky."

Re: General chatting

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

"Probably wise," Rita said, poking her lukewarm coffee with her wand to heat it a little.