fandomhigh | Dealing With Stupid People [Monday, May 21]

When the students in the workshop arrived at the tables by the main campfire, they found them covered with phones.

"Welcome to the help desk!" Josh said, grinning proudly. "People are very stupid over the phone, especially when they know you can't see the expression on their faces. This is also why video conferences aren't as popular as regular conference calls--hiding your eyerolling is easier when, well, they can't see your eyes."

He waved his hands out. "Today you will be manning a help desk. I have ~~handwavily~~ put out posters to let people know that it's open during this class time, so the phones should start ringing any minute now. Your job is to answer the person's question in the most polite way possible without letting them know you think they are completely out of their minds."

"Coffee, muffins and bagels are available, answering their questions correctly is completely optional." Josh smirked. "Have fun."

[OOC: Phone lines are open for townies, students, and faculty members to call in. Josh has conveniently forgotten to specify what kind of help the students would offer. Ask for relationship advice, song requests, technical support, people to vote for or against bills in Congress, just to say hi...go nuts.

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Aravis smiled. She knew that voice. "Have you checked under the bed?"

Seely shook his head, regardless of the fact she couldn't see it. "Not even a tentacle monster."

"Pity," she commented. "Perhaps she is hiding?"

"You think I scared her off?"

"I shouldn't think so," she said lightly. "She may just be shy. Either way I imagine she's likely concerned and curious about how a certain gentleman's health and well-being today."

"I imagine that he's feeling much better today." If not quite mature, but that was hardly new. "Well enough to go to classes, even."

"Really?" Aravis asked skeptically. "Are you certain? Did the fever break?"

She might have forgotten to pretend to talk about hypothetical people.

"Uh-huh," Seely said. "Must have been the tea."

"Or the sleep," she said practically.

"Or the washcloth?"

"I doubt that had any significant healing powers," she said, blushing a little. "It was more a measure of comfort."

"It was very comforting."

"I do try," she said. "Though, again, that was more the washcloth than myself."

"I don't know," Seely said. "I think it might have been far less comforting if it was someone else wielding the washcloth."

"You mean you wouldn't enjoy Peter mopping at your brow?" Aravis asked innocently.

Sadly, Aravis couldn't see the look on Seely's face. "Not in the least."

"Just as well," Aravis said. "I should think I would worry about the pair of you if that was an activity you enjoyed together."

"We haven't. Not at all."

"Good," Aravis said. "I think I would be jealous."

Hey, that was a big thing for her to admit.

There was a very happy silence on Seely's end from grinning like an idiot.

"...hello?"

"I'm here."

"Oh." Pause. "Did I say something wrong?"

"No, no," Seely said quickly. "Absolutely nothing wrong."

And now there was a silence from Aravis smiling.

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