Philosophy Classroom, PW office hours, Sunday 1-4pm

[brambless.livejournal.com]

Tara Maclay is in her office (well, okay, at her desk in the classroom. Who needs a separate office?) should parents wish to speak to her this afternoon.

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[twanky-twiddle.livejournal.com]

Widow Twanky sweeps into the classroom. "Professor Maclay, I presume."

[sfarrell.livejournal.com]

Shawn waddled in between his six body guards, like an ant on a huge piece of food that they couldn't carry. They didn't even knock as they entered the poor womans room, they barged in like a thousand rhinos to line up against the back wall. "Sorry about that, the calavary is hungry." he grins, "Shawn Farrell."-- holding out a hand --"Tara..Maclay, right?"

[centre-sydney.livejournal.com]

An older gentleman knocked on the doorframe with his knuckles, one eyebrow raised in inquiry. "Professor Maclay? I'm Miss Parker's godfather, Sydney LaVert. Do you have a moment?"

[trina-echolls.livejournal.com]

"And here we are in the Ethics and Philosophy classroom," Trina said, backing into the room and speaking to the camera. "Where we're going to meet one of Logan's teachers." Trina spins around and gives Tara a wide smile. "Are you Professor Maclay?"

[thebrootsfamily.livejournal.com]

The brootsfamily walks in, Maria in particular looks interested in the classromm. Cam looks incredibly bored.