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[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

301--Register: Movie Day

[The snack table is set up with chocolate, popcorn, sandwiches, coffee, tea, and sodas. The television awaits.]

Hey gang. Pay attention to how these people talk to each other, and what social position they hold. PLease note when those lines are blurred or crossed.

[She slips in Office Space and takes a seat. She's writing on a yellow legal pad and barely pays attention to the movie, or conversations...unless they are too loud.]

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[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack snags popcorn and soda and settles in to watch the strange habits of 21st century people with the interest of a anthropologist.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She approaches him quietly, and bends to whisper in his ear] Ten would like to talk to you in his office. To apologize. If you'd like me to come with you, I will.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I got his e-mail. I think I can handle him. *slight teenage boy offence at thinking he needs to be protected* But... thanks. Are you okay?

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Yes and no, Chip. I'll be fine. [She smiles and it so fake] I'm a tough chick. [puttng her arm around his shoulder] Promise me...if her gets to you...upsets you at all, you'll come find me. Ok? And keep in mind what I told you on Halloween.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

I will, I promise. *eyes her suspiciously, but isn't going to challenge her*

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Good, then. and one more question...what are you doing this weekend? Plans?

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

There's a party on Saturday, but other than that, nothing. Why? You gonna let me ride in your car? *grins*

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Actually, yeah. I was going to head into DC to pick up some stuff and was wondering if you'd like to come. Maybe three hours? And some speed...loud music. You'll see a side of me you wouldn't believe exists. If you want to.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

*grins hugely* I'd love to. When and where should I meet you?

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

How about 9 on Saturday morning? At the lot on the other side of the bridge. Mine's the blue one with the dice hanging from the mirror. I'll be waiting. [she smiles] Thanks Chip...you'll be great for the heavy lifting. [She laughs to herself as she walks back to her notepad.]

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Hey! [...but she's already gone.] Walked right into that one.