Parent's Weekend: Slartibartfast has "Open Office". Saturday morning.

[isnotimportant.livejournal.com]

Benjy and Frankie, the pandimensionals, are still stood in front of the professor's chair, giving him a lengthy (if squeaky) lecture about the proper responsibilities a planetary designer owes to the client, and how they think he's been wasting his time fooling around here being a teacher.

The professor is still stood on his chair. It's been twenty-four hours now.

Oh, wait, the clocks went back an hour overnight. It's been twenty-five hours now.

His wine and his garlic bread are out of reach on the table. The garlic bread is now cold, the wine is cold no longer.

He'd be quite grateful if a student turned up, whether or not there were parents.

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[isnotimportant.livejournal.com]

That's perfectly in order. I'm sorry about your parents. if your ... Grams? If your Grams has some free time, I'll be pleased to talk to her, but don't worry if not.

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige smiles "thank you sir I'll keep that in mind and tell her. I'm sure she'd like to meet you." maybe she knows what a babelfish is

"I'm gonna go see if I can find my boyfriend friend James now. Good luck with the mice."

[isnotimportant.livejournal.com]

Thank you. Good of you to drop in.

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

That's ok sir, I'm glad a could help with a bit of luck I'll get extra credit she thinks to herself half joking