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Ethics (Thursday, September 28, 6th period)

Vader swept into the room precisely on time, slamming the door hard enough to reverberate down the hallway. He dropped a box of cookies onto his desk.

"Today we talk about how a strict sense of right and wrong interferes in efficiency," he said, pacing the room and clearly intending to intimidate as many students as possible. "Employees who do not believe that there will be consequences for their incompetence become lazy, stupid, and easily replaceable."

Vader took the box of cookies from his desk and passed it around the room. "Each of you has a cookie," he said. "You will spend the rest of the class period using the tactics of fear, shame and guilt to get the other people in this classroom to give you their cookies." And yes, that word sounded incredibly strange coming from him. "Whoever has the most cookies at the end of the class will get to keep them."

He crossed his arms over his chest. "Are these tactics unethical? Does it matter if you get what you want?"

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She stares at him in disbelief. "Are you serious?"

Jack was genuinely enjoying himself and he shrugged and kept smiling, ~~unaware how close he was getting to probable imminent and painful death~~. "It was only a suggestion. I can keep my cookie if you don't want it. Be a lot easier to win with it, though," he pointed out. "And unlike shooting this is something you can do now."

"I'd enjoy shooting more," she tells him.

"But it won't get you my cookie," he replied. "Would it really be that bad?"

"I haven't given a thought as to whether it would or wouldn't, it's just not going to happen, especially in the middle of class," she says.

"Okay," he said looking crestfallen. "Are you open to negotiation? How about a handshake?"

"I could be open to that," she says slowly.

"Now we're getting somewhere." Jack was grinning again. "I get to hold your hand and in return I'll give you my cookie?"

"How did you progress to hand-holding?"

"I have to hold your hand in order to shake it," he pointed out. "It's only logical."

"Then as part of the negotiation, we call it hand-shaking," she says.

"All right," he said reasonably. "How long a hand-shake? I'm thinking half a minute is a reasonable trade for a cookie."

"Who shakes hands for a-" She stops, figuring she can give up this one. "Fine."

"Excellent." Jack grinned and drew one hand from behind his back - the one with the cookie in it stayed safely tucked out of sight - and held it out in front of him, wiggling his fingers slightly in invitation. "Shall we?"

Aeryn sighs, and sticks her hand out.

Jack closed his fingers around Aeryn's hand with the utmost care, as it were something fragile and precious, and then, because it was Jack, he had to bow forward and brush a feather light kiss across the back of it.

The only reason she doesn't snatch her hand away is because she's working towards that cookie. She does glare a lot, though. "Not part of the agreement," she says sternly, and then starts counting down, out loud.

"Improvisation is an important skill," he said solemnly, ignoring the glare. He offered her the cookie with a flourish at the same time he opened his hand, not even waiting for her to hit thirty. "Your cookie."

She reaches for the cookie before letting go of his hand. "Improvisation can also get you into a lot more trouble."

"I count on it," he replied with a laugh. "It's what makes life interesting."

"Or possibly short..."

"Life's too short no matter how you live it. I'd rather have fun," he explained, smiling warmly at her. "Would you really rather have shot me?"

"Well, it was always more likely than the other thing," she says diplomatically.

"I can accept that, but would you have preferred to shoot me?" he persisted.

The answer to that question keeps coming down a little harder on the yes side. "You're not my type," she tells him.

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