fandomhigh | Human Anatomy, Thursday, 1/25, Period 3

Elliot had arranged the desks in the classroom to look like tables for two in a restaurant, complete with tablecloths and rosebud vases.

"Hey people, I am hoping you are all yourselves today because we are learning about the digestive system." She hit a button on her laptop, and a powerpoint presentation of the system popped up. "The key parts of the digestive system are the mouth, the tongue, the esophagus, the stomach, the small intestine, the large intestine, and the anus. They work together to get food from the plate to, um, the bathroom." She explained the workings of each part in more detail, passing out a handout as she did so, before hitting another button on her laptop to bring up a media player.

"For doctors, it's one of the most important systems because pretty much everything about your body chemistry turns up in the output of the digestive system. To show you what I mean, here's a little song from a recent episode of a strangely true-to-life medical sitcom."

She played the video, humming along, before turning to face the class again. "I am not going to make each of you give a stool sample, because that's kind of unhygienic and the administration would probably get creeped out by it. But you will be testing the other end of your digestive systems. Each of you has an array of baby food jars containing food samples in front of you; your job is to pair up, take turns blindfolding each other,and feed each other to see how sensitive your tastebuds are. You should each have something sweet, something salty, something sour and something bitter."

"And as always, add a sketch representing at least part of the digestive system to your body tracings before the end of class but after you un-blindfold yourselves."

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"Are you peeking?" Neil mock accused.

"Never, I swear!" Peter said. He chewed more. "Okay, this is definitely the styrofoam group."

"Styrofoam, bitter...poe-tay-toe, poe-tah-toe, to me." Neil agreed and marked down the choice he had on the sheet before reaching for the next item.

He figured Peter deserved a treat after the melba toast and this time picked up the lemon sherbert.

Peter grinned when he tasted what was obviously lemon. He pretended not to know. "Hmmm... chocolate?"

Neil rolled his eyes and gave Peter a light tap on the nose with the spoon.

"I don't feed chocolate on a first date. Try again." He said, good natured humor in his voice.

Peter chuckled. "Hey, you never know. I could be worth it."

"Promises, promises."

"Just for that I won't tell you what this tastes like," Peter said. "See if I trust you again."

Neil chuckled and shook his head, then tapped the pen lightly on the clipboard and looked at Peter, even though Peter was blindfolded.

"All right, I'm sorry. You could totally be worth it."

"Thank you," Peter said, acting mollified. "In which case this is sweet and sour. Mostly sour."

"Sour, got it." There came the sound of a pen scritching on paper and then the clinking of jars as Neil picked up the next goodie.

This one, was bacon.

"Open wide."

"I feel like a baby bird," Peter said.

"Say cheep." Neil encouraged as he dropped the bacon onto Peter's tongue.

"That seems insulting to your wallet," Peter replied. He chewed thoughtfully. "Okay, now I feel like a baby hawk."

"I do not do cheap dates." Neil said primly. "If you're going to ask someone out you should do a date right."

And again he lightly tapped Peter's nose. "Your beak is cuter. So, salty?"

"Doesn't giving away the answers mess up the data?" Peter teased.

"Maybe I'm giving you a trick question?" Neil needled impishly in return.

"Good point," Peter said. "Or are you trying reverse psychology now?"

"Drat it, you're on to my evil plan." Neil said in a playfully serious tone.

"This is why I only trust one guy who's name starts with N."

"Ahh but how do you know my name doesn't start with a K?"

"... okay, you got me there." Peter laughed.

Neil chuckled and tapped the clipboard.

"So...thoughts?"

"In spite of your mind games I'm gonna go with salty," Peter said.

"Rats! My master plan was foiled." Neil said with warm laughter in his tone as he marked down Peter's choice and reached for the prunes.

"Ready for the next? Or do you want some water?"

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