fandomhigh | Dealing With the Opposite Sex, Class #7, Friday, 2nd Period

Vala wasn't at all downcast as she watched her students arrive in the Danger ~~Room~~ Shop as she'd ~~handwavily~~ notified them to, for the last class of the summer. Really.

"Good morning, everyone. Before we start, I'd like to say how much I've enjoyed teaching you and hope you've found it to be as useful as I'd hoped you would. Also, I know this is a vast area, especially for those of you who may be more inexperienced, so if you ever have any questions, I have two ears and they're both mostly sympathetic. It also turns out I have an office, so you can find me there occasionally as well."

She cleared her throat. "At the end of class, there will be an opportunity to ask for answers to questions that are still bothering you. First, however, I'd like you to attempt a simulated date. No," she glanced at Jeff, "you can't have safety padding this time. But this isn't a high-pressure situation, either. You're just having a nice, quiet dinner in a lovely little bistro with someone ~~whose ship you hijacked~~ you saw on the street, thought looked interesting, and asked to join you. Your job is to make conversation and leave, without getting food dumped on you or a drink thrown in your face."

A fire extinguisher was also in a prominent and visible place next to every romantic candlelit table for two, just in case.

She worried at her lower lip, uncharacteristically solemn. "Now, as I ruin the mood completely, I'd ask you to please stay away from the woman who's squatting in Principal Washburn's office. If she calls you down there, don't go. Don't pull stupid pranks and don't vow eternal revenge. She's very definitely unbalanced and needs professional help. You have teachers--let us take care of the problem, just this once. None of you should be hurt."

"Thank you all for a wonderful class, and I hope you have fun."

[ooc: OCD is up ~~in a minute~~! Dating ho!]

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"Kinda, I think," John said, he wasn't sure how this dimensional thing worked. "I mean, I'm from Earth. But definitely an Earth without dinosaurs or magic."

"I get the impression the planet's pretty normal, but the town is a little on the weird side," she said. "You go outside and it's just a different feeling to it."

"Huh, I hadn't noticed. But then, I haven't been much outside of town." Though, John might not notice if he was living on a hellmouth.

"We could always make it a field trip," she suggested. "Which could be an adventure since I've been outside of here once as a passenger."

"That's not a bad idea. Anyplace you had in mind?" he asked, liking this idea.

"Well, what's the town right outside here? Alexandria?" she said. "I don't know what's big around there, but there've got to be restaurants and things."

"I've heard there's supposed to be neat shops and historical and military landmarks, if you're into that sort of thing," John added, hoping she was.

"Definitely," she said, smiling. "Got a preference on a day?"

"I'm pretty wide open," John smiled back at her. "Other than cheer camp, of course."

"Can't miss that," she said. "Is that happening anytime this weekend?"

"It seems rather pervasive," his eyes widened a bit on the last word. "I heard there's a water fight on Saturday, but I think they gave us some time to be un-cheery afterwards."

"Well, if you're up for it, then... And if you haven't caught your death of cold and all."

"You know what they say about making assumptions," John said. "I might be an incredibly stealthy water fight participant."

Jaina smiled. "Stealthiness is an incredibly good talent to have," she said seriously.

"It comes in handy around here," John said gravely. "Midnight kitchen raids, stealing common room remotes, the list is endless."

"I'm going to remember that," Jaina said. "I might have nefarious purposes that require stealth."

John smiled, "Please do, I like nefarious."

"I'm going to have to remember that," she said. "You know, if we were getting graded on this, I think we'd be doing pretty well."

"We've done a decent job with this fake date," John agreed. "How would you grade it?"

"I have no experience with the grading system here, but I think I'd give it pretty high marks," she said.

"Right! We use an alphabetical system, and I'd say that counts as an A," John grinned.

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