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So. Teaching.

When the Tricks, Cons and Bamboozles students arrived for class today, they would find their teacher ~~ungodly attractive~~ standing at the front of the room, clad in an expensive suit with his ankle tracker left deliberately visible on the outside of his pants. Some might argue that that would hurt his credibility as a teacher. Neal saw it differently.

“Welcome to Tricks, Cons and Bamboozles,” he said once everyone was seated. “I’m going to be upfront with you and tell you that teaching isn’t something I ever planned to be doing. But you’re here and I’m here, and it’s my job to teach you all a little something about being wily and persuasive – and most of all, successful.”

“But first,” he continued, “I’m going to challenge you all. A lot of teachers might have you introduce yourselves on the first day. I want you to bullshit me.” He doubted this was the kind of school where he could come under fire for using bad language, but if it was, it wasn’t like he’d ever gotten a high school diploma or sufficient experience in a high school environment to teach him that. “Introduce yourselves and try to convince me you’re someone else. Your classmates and I will be free to ask you questions to try and trip you up. Starting now.”

He pointed at someone, then gestured to the front of the room and took a seat on top of an empty desk in the first row. “Go.”

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"It's all mine though I don't normally lay it on so thick." Oh, that was a lie, he totally used his accent to his advantage. "Can't go wrong with an accent, right?"

"I hear that," Neal agreed. He could do a decent accent himself -- though probably not Irish -- but he'd save that for another class. "Real name?"

"Nathan Young," he provided easily. "Really from Ireland but late of England. I've got no ties to Naspa Dublin except there a chick I wanted to shag worked there."

"It's not a bad bank," Neal couldn't help mentioning. Nope, Nathan's crudeness didn't bother him a bit. "Very discreet."

Like he needed to know that.

"If I ever get rich, I'll keep that in mind," Nathan said even if he knew he'd just blow money on booze and hookers, probably.

"You do that."

Maybe he'd get a bonus out of the referral. That'd be nice.

Tricks, Cons and Bamboozles | Tuesday | Period 4

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