Faculty Lounge, Monday, noonish

[carbontelepath.livejournal.com]

Emma had found her office, but as it did not yet have enough white furniture or booze, she'd quickly relocated to the faculty lounge. That might not have white furniture either, but it did have a sofa which she was currently lounging in while reading 'Betty Crocker's Cookbook'. Every once in a while she picked up a red pen and made comments in the margins. A cup of tea was steaming happily on the table beside her, and her fifth attempt at muffins were piled up on a tray. They were probably not poisonous.

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[carbontelepath.livejournal.com]

Emma's eyebrow went up at that introduction. "Aren't you a little old to be a Boy Genius?"

[kevin-flynn.livejournal.com]

"Natch." he smiled.

"But I'm still a genius." Flynn smirked. He regarded her look with a cool glance of his own, checking her out more.

[carbontelepath.livejournal.com]

Emma looked bored. "People clinging to their youth are so sad, truly."

[kevin-flynn.livejournal.com]

"Cling?" he could comment on clinging and her outfit, but he decided against that.

"Yes, well... when your youth is what made you what you are today, then it's worth holding on to." Flynn smiled again. "And when that genius helps you become a very wealthy man, then well..." he paused. "It's worth it even more."

[carbontelepath.livejournal.com]

Emma looked vaguely more interested at the mention of wealth. "Really? How so?"

[kevin-flynn.livejournal.com]

"Let's just say that it's allowed me to live out the fantasies I had when I was growing up."
He paused.

"Still, it's not a substitute for living a real life. I sat behind a desk for far too long and I needed something like this to remember what it felt like to live."

Flynn didn't need to add that being as wealthy as he was, nothing was really denied to him.

"But being wealthy still has it's downside. It gets lonely at the top sometimes." Flynn sighed.