Ted's office hours - Wednesday morning

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Ted was asleep in his office with his feet propped up on his desk. There was a little trail of drool about to roll off his chin. He might be able to be woken up if you prod him hard enough.


[OOC: For slow-play, due to being asleep soon. Mostly for add/drop slips and asking about Music 201: Music of the Multiverse]

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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Having picked up an add slip, Cameron knocked on the door frame of Professor Logan's office when he noticed the teacher was fast asleep. Getting no response, he moved inside the room, unsure as how to proceed.

Clearing his throat, he knocked hard on the desk itself. "Professor Logan?"

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His eyes remained closed for a moment. "Five more minutes, Dad," he muttered and went to roll over. When he realized he couldn't shift without losing his balance, Ted jerked awake. He stared blankly at Cameron for a few moments. "Little Boy Blue Eyes Dude?"

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Cameron really had no idea if that was him or not. Figuring that he never met the teacher before, he was going to go with no.

"I'm Cameron Mitchell, sir. I'm sorry to interupt like this, but I was hoping to talk to you about your Music of the Multiverse class."

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Ted still wasn't quite awake, so he missed the question even though it was said rather eloquently. "Are you sure you're not Little Boy Blue Eyes Dude?" Ted blinked several times. "Are you Evil Robot Little Boy Blue Eyes Dude?"

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"Uh no, last time I check I wasn't a robot." Cameron demonstrated by pinching his own arm. Not that that was a test against not being a robot, but he wasn't sure what was. "I think you might mean John Crichton who looks exactly like me, only a bit pudgier."

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Ted took a moment to look him up and down. "Dude. A most uncanny resemblance. But you're totally right. Little Boy Blue Eyes Dude has more of a belly." Reaching out, Ted snagged a soda can from last night and gulped down the remnants of flat, warm Coke. He let out a satisfied sigh that only came with the breakfast of champions and tossed the can into the basketball hoop above his trash can. "What can I do for you, dude?"

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Cameron watched the can go through and was impressed to have a teacher that could shoot like that. "Nice arm, sir."

"I was wondering if it wasn't too late to still sign up for Music 201 if there's still room in the class, sir."

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"Really? Excellent!" He played the air guitar to a tune of his own. "You are most definitely welcome to join the class dude. Classes are on.." He paused to think. "Classes are later this week. There's a schedule around here somewhere dude. But you haven't missed any yet, unless I've missed some too, which could happen so you'd better ask someone else who's in the class. Is there anything I need to sign?" Ted was good at signing his name now thanks to giving out autographs.

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A bit confused by the enthusiasm, and definitely by the lack of organisation, Cameron help out the slip for Ted. "You just need to sign this slip, sir. And I'll make sure to check with another student to see if we missed a class or not."

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"Thanks dude!" He scribbled a signature and slid the form back to Cameron. "See you Thursday! Huh.. Thursday. I think that's when the class is. Maybe." He shrugged and grinned.

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Cameron frowned, pretty sure it's not. "I thought it was Friday, sir. Last period of the day if I remember correctly."

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Ted held up a hand and picked up the phone. He dialled an extrordinarily long number. "Rufus! Dude. It's Ted." There was a pause. "No dude, I'm not in trouble. I've got a question." There was another pause. "No dude, the giraffe's totally fine. One of my student dudes wants to know when my classes are this week. When are they?" Another pause. "Thursday *and* Friday? Whoa. Okay. Yeah, okay, give my love to the medieval babes. Catch ya later Rufus dude!" He hung up the phone. "Thursday *and* Friday, Period 7 dude."

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Medieval? Giraffe? Cameron blinked and nodded.

"Cool. Thank you, sir. I'll be there."

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"Excellent!" More air guitar. "See ya later, dude!"

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A teacher who does air guitars. At least he seemed pretty harmless beside that.

"Bye, sir." Cameron quickly left the office.

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Lily arrived just in time to see Cam leaving so she peered in and knocked on the doorframe.

"Professor Ted?"

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"Hey Medieval Babe, what's up?"

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"Hullo. Umm, I was just hoping you would sign my drop slip for Music 201 - I've been looking over my schedule and I just don't think I can keep up with it this term. Also, for plot reasons, I'm not quite ready to have a class with my future son just yet."

She looked nervous as she handed over the form to be signed.

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Ted signed the form.