Office Hours: 17 Feb

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Methos is in his office. He's planning what he's going to do for detention tomorrow. Come in if you dare.

[[No OCD threads, just come on in.]]


http://www.beer-winemaking.com/brewbatch.html
http://eartheasy.com/eat_homebrew.htm
http://personal.ecu.edu/wuenschk/Beer-Recipe.htm
http://dspace.dial.pipex.com/town/pipexdsl/q/aqrx09/easyhomebrew/howtomakehomebrew.html
http://www.pbm.com/~lindahl/brewing.html
http://www.regia.org/life/brewing.htm | http://www.regia.org/church/quill2.htm
http://www.fordham.edu/halsall/medny/roces2.html
http://www.knaw.nl/ecpa/ink/make_ink.html
http://sln.fi.edu/tfi/activity/comm/comm-1.html
http://dreamwater.org/bccox/writing.html

Comments

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Methos looks up from where he's scribbling notes. "Do you think it's a really bad idea to make the kids in detention tomorrow make beer? I won't let them drink it."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Shrugging, she walks in and sits on the edge of his desk. "I don't know. Where are you going to begin? I mean, are you going to make them malt the barley? That could take a while."

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

"I don't think I'll go that far." Methos kicks back in his chair. "But a sense of the chemical properties involved, and the long, long history behind it... could be fun."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"Long history...yeah. Beer's been around what? 6000 years? Came from the Sumerians? You're so obvious, Adam."

Smirking, she leans closer, barely stiffling a laugh. "I don't think you're supposed to indulge your own nostalgia for detention."

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Methos draws himself up and looks offended. "I am so not obvious. Besides, it's not just nostaglia. It's beer. I'll stick it in the supply closet for a couple of months, and we'll have homebrew.

"Now, nostalgia is making them cut their own reed or quill pen and make ink from lampblack and writing an essay on the history of beer."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"Ok, you? Are twisted. I just made them read and assess government reports."

Sitting up, she puts on a very convincing pout, "So this means you're going to be busy all day Saturday, hmm?"

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Methos beams when she calls him twisted. "Thank you." Then he grins at her pout. "Well, theoretically I can keep them until midnight, I believe. But yes, I'll probably busy for most of Saturday. What? You had a better idea than riding herd on a bunch of rebellious teenagers?"

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Grinning, she slides off the desk and walks behind him, wrapping her arms around him and resting her head on his shoulder, "Well, I was thinking since I didn't see you on Valentine's Day I could make you dinner and do something nice for you. A massage maybe? Unless you feel like going to the dance with me tonight."

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

"Mmmmmm," Methos says in a low purr. "Can I say 'all of the above'? I don't think we've ever danced."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"Hmm, two nights in a row? How did I luck out?" she laughs softly in his ear and drops a soft kiss against his neck. "I think I can agree to that."

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

"This is very inappropriate," Methos says, very unconvincingly. "What if a student walked in? It would be shocking."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"Very shocking. I'll just, you know, back away then." Pulling her arms excruciatingly slowly off of him, she starts to back up.

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Methos' hand shot out and grabbed her wrist, dragging her down into his lap. "You've got to move faster than that."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Letting him pull her down, she wraps an arm around his shoulders. "Yeah, I'll keep that in mind. You know, I think this might be even more shocking if someone were to walk in and catch us like this."

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

"Really?" Methos says with wide-eyed innocence. "Does that mean we should stop?"

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

With a wicked grin she leans closer, "What do you think?"