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[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

201--Speech

Please use these three words to prompt you to write me a 5 to 7 minute speech. Use what you know, I'm not going over it again.
[She writes on the board]
BOYS ARE STUPID

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301--Non Verbal
Yesterday we talked about how strong emotions can be written all over us, making it impossible to lie. Today, one question, and you know that means there's more to it.

WHY?

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[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack had been dreading class this morning, and now he wished he'd stayed under the covers of his bed, hiding.

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[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She nearly bounces over to him] Chip, when you get done with classes, I need you to go home and pack some clothes. We're going to see my dad in California and we want you to come with us. We're flying out this evening, and before you ask, no, you don't have a choice. i want my dad to meet my family.

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[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

[He almost throws up at "pack your clothes", pretty damn sure he was getting tossed out on his ear. The rest? Leaves him gaping at her like a guppy.] Huh?

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[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She sighs] Thanksgiving is a traditional American holiday wherein you spend time with your family to remind them why you love them very much as long as they stay far away from you. As part of this culture, you are coming with Ten and I to have dinner with my family. You'll get to meet my brothers, and my dad if he's up to it. and Hogan...and the rule is no hitting on Hogan. No flirting, no being charming. In fact, be a jerk and make her hate you. That would be best.

Ten wants to go to Chinatown and the wharf, and we'll probably do some sightseeing just for you. I love the Bay. It'll be fun.

Get it?

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[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I got it. [He swallows hard and looks at CJ, looking like a puppy who is beginning to believe he won't get put out of the house.]

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[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

That's it? No...jeez, mom, do I hafta? Pfft, I swear, when your paperwork comes through, I'm so kicking your butt.

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[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Paperwork? What paperwork?

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[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[Looking at him with forrowed brows, he just proved her topic from 201] Chip, you didn't think I was going to stop at temporary custody, did you? You've forfeited all say...it's just taking longer because you weren't lucky enough to be a ward of California.

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[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

[The guppy impression? Isn't stopping.] Yeah. I mean, I did think... I mean, I didn't think... you want me?

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[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Well, not in a red-lily-take-me-away-from-zombies-and-chickens kind of way...more of a you'll-get-your-own-certificate-soon-over-Chinese kind of way. [She's grinning and it just.does.not.stop.]

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[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

[In true tribute to the class topic, Jack has gone completely nonverbal. However, astute students of gesture and body language might be able to read him as "deliriously happy". Emphasis on the delirious.]

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[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Chip? Sweetie? Are you ok?

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[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Yeah. [His voice cracks.] I'm fine. I'm -- [He loses it completely and runs out of the room.]