fandomhigh | Food Appreciation [Class Fifteen, Period #3]

Marshall looked kind of sad today. He was going to miss this class. Now he had to find another excuse to order one of everything off the Ching Tai menu because "research" probably wasn't going to cut it anymore.

"Hey guys, welcome to the last class. It's time to administer the final, which I hope has been less stressful than the other ones you might have had," he said. "Everyone come up to the front of the class one at a time with the food you've chosen and say a little bit about what you like about it. Then we get to eat."

Mmm eating. That brought his mood up a bit.

"And let me just say that this has been an awesome class to teach. Not only because, you know, I hardly had to do any work and I just got to eat food the whole time. But because you guys were awesome," he said. "I hope to see you guys in another class or around town or something. I don't feel bad about serving you booze at the bar now that I'm not going to be your teacher anymore."

He didn't feel too badly before, but still. He would have felt bad if he was responsible for a kid's hangover.

"So let's get started, shall we?"

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"I brought pizza," Jen said sheepishly. "Mostly because, yeah, I work at Pizza Planet, but also because believe me, you really don't want me cooking. Not to mention that I have a pretty sentimental attachment to pizza, since I pretty much lived off of it for a year when my, er, roommates and I couldn't afford to buy groceries . . ."

She trailed off, scratched at her ear, and gestured to the stack of boxes. "And it's really a versatile food. I mean, have you seen the list of toppings?"

Uh oh, out came the notecards.

And the laptop. With the Powerpoint presentation.

No, seriously, there was a Powerpoint.

Someone had better stop her before it started up . . .

Food Appreciation [Class Fifteen, Period #3]

Re: Final time!