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Lee sits down with his bowl of soup and a couple of cookies. "How are things with you, Cordelia? Classes good? Haven't seen you since the party."

Cordy grins at the mention of the party. "Yeah, things are mostly good. I've met some pretty awesome people. The classes are a bit...odd. But things are good! What about you?" she asks, picking at a chicken finger.

"Trying to keep busy, I guess," he says, sipping his soup and hiding a grimace. "You and Logan getting along well?" he asks with a wicked grin.

Cordy manages not to choke on the chicken and eyes Lee suspiciously. "Yes," she says, unable to not grin. "He's great."

"I don't remember much from my party, but I do remember you two," he says.

Cordy laughs. "Yeah, I was a little drunk. But, maybe I should thank you for that party, because I've seen a lot more of Logan since then."

He really grins at that. "Oh you have, have you? A lot more?"

Cordy opens her mouth in shock and wings a chicken finger at him. "Shut up," she mutters.

Lee puts his hands in the air and then laughs. "Shutting up, sir," he replies.

"Good," Cordy says, focusing intently on her soup. And not blushing at all, nope.

"What's your favorite class so far?" he asks.

"Probably either Sociology of the Paranormal or Magical Theory. They're both pretty neat. What about you? What do you like?"

"History of Art, definitely. It's fascinating. I really enjoyed my art history courses in my school back on Caprica," he says.

"Yeah, that's something I'd be interested in taking next year, if I can. Sounds fun," she says. "What year are you anyway?"

"Junior," he says, deciding to leave the soup alone and go straight to the cookies.

"I'm a sophomore," Cordy says, deciding to go the same route with the soup and push it aside. "It kind of sucks coming to this school in January and meeting a ton of cool seniors who will be gone soon," she says, getting a bit of a distant look in her eyes.

"Any particular senior on your mind?" Lee asks.

Cordy looks around the room quickly before answering. "Well, it'll suck to see Angel go. He's been a big part of my life for years now," she said quickly.

"Angel's a cool guy," Lee lies.

"Yeah, he is," Cordy says, standing up. "Well, I better get to class. It was nice talking to you though!" She may or may not have blushed a little.

"Have a great day, Cordelia! Always nice to see you," he says with a grin.

Cordy waves and grins back as she leaves the cafeteria.

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