How To Science Things All Sciencily, Monday

[whatisclocks]

A tall, red-headed woman in a suit walked backwards through the open door.

She eyed the ceiling.

She walked forwards through the door, glancing at her feet.

She stepped backwards through it again. "If it's American," she wondered, "How can it be so French? Bloody traitors. Though I heard the French picked macaroni over a pen earlier, I can understand wanting a real snack, but it sounds like they were just tired of eating all that French."

Philomena narrowed her eyes at the ceiling. "Think someone scribbled on there, maybe it's the pen," she said. "Wait, does this mean France has all of one pen--?"

She turned around and startled immediately. "What are you?" she demanded of the class.

... that was apparently going to be it.

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Re: Answer the Question

[whatisclocks]

"I think I'm a human too," Philomena mused, "But only in an existential sort of way."

She had no idea what 'existential' actually meant.

Re: Answer the Question

[studyingfear]

"But are you sure?" Rufus wondered. "That doesn't sound like you are. Perhaps you're just a figment of our imaginations."

Rufus was going to enjoy this class.

"Or maybe we're all figments of yours."

Re: Answer the Question

[whatisclocks]

Philomena tilted her head and frowned thoughtfully.

She reached out to poke Rufus in the forehead.

To be fair, he had it coming.

Re: Answer the Question

[studyingfear]

Yes, he supposed he did.

"Does that prove anything?" he asked mildly.

Because he was vastly amused he didn't bat her away from him like he would most other times.