So You Want to Be a Detective; Friday, First Period [02/23].

[died8yearsago]

The danger shop that morning was set up as a nice private little movie theater, but Rosa was quick to put to rest any speculations that might bubble up about the reasons why.

"No," she said, by way of greeting, "we're not doing a theater murder mystery scenario today. It's the last day before a break, I'm not going to expect you to actually do any work. I'm a badass, not a monster. But I do have a question real quick before we get started. How many of you have seen this movie?"

She held up the DVD box and waited for hands to go up and then nodded.

"If you've already seen it, you're disqualified, but those of you who haven't..." She slipped those students an envelop, "try and see if you can guess the whodunit by the end. Before the big reveal, slip an answer into these envelops and pass them over, and we'll see how well you did it. That way, we can at least pretend we're doing something useful today by engaging your, I don't know, deductive reasoning or whatever."

Of course it was kind of tricky when there were actually three different endings, but, anyway...

Beaker No!/Beaker Yes! [Friday 2/23, 3rd Period]

[but_mostly_america]

“Unfortunately there will be no class next week,” Sam intoned. “As many of you will be on vacation in space.” He didn’t approve. Clearly. But then Sam didn’t approve of most things. “Today we have decided to help prepare you for your upcoming travels!” Well, Sam had decided without consulting Beaker because he never consulted Beaker.

"Meep meep meep meep!" Beaker said enthusiastically, pulling a giant suitcase from…wherever it was props came from…and opening it to reveal three years worth of Shenanigan aloha shirts, a tuba, and a lit firecracker.

Because Beaker.

“Beaker!” Sam gasped. “Explosives are never allowed in checked luggage! Have you no respect for the Transportation Security Administration? Put that out right now!”

Beaker thought the TSA could probably stand for some more interesting days, but he reached into the bag and picked up the firecracker like you should also never do and held it towards Sam. "Meep?"

Sam frantically blew on the lit end of the firecracker. Except he was a Muppet. Oops?

The fire suppressant foam still works, everyone! Hooray!

"Meep meep meep," said the Beaker pile of foam. "Meep meep."

Everyone should definitely try to pack their own bags now. Add all the fruit and live animals! They loved that at Portalocity! And you had time while Sam got the foam off of his face. Right now he could see nothing!