Sure, Sparkle wasn't teaching this semester, but he was showing up here anyway, keeping an eye out for any new, cold-looking faces. He had a bag slung over his shoulder - yes, it was his usual backpack - but it was full up with scarves and gloves and toques, and he'd be handing them out like candy on Halloween today.

He knew better than to assume that every new student would know where to go for warm clothing right away.

Besides, the faster he emptied this stuff out from his backpack, the sooner he could start smuggling picnic food into it.

Shut up.