“Yeah. Just keep the live feed going so that I can see it and pretend I’m there, too. (Tory)Yes, my queen. Anything else you’d like? (Geary)A million dollars and Brad Pitt. (Tory)You forgot world peace. (Geary)I’m feeling a bit selfish today. Teenage hormonal overdose, I think. Or just general excitement. (Tory)”

“How do you know all this? Jeez, Tory, you’re a kid. Act like it. (Geary)(Tory reached out and punched her on the arm.)Ow! What was that for? (Geary)Unexpected and irrational emotional outbursts. Isn’t that what teenagers are supposed to do? Oh, and sulk. A lot. (Tory)”

“Maybe I’m just tired. (Geary)People only say that when they’re not really willing to deal with the issue at hand. It’s like when you ask a guy what he’s thinking and he says ‘nothing’ but in reality you know he’s checking out another woman and he doesn’t want you to give him grief over it. It’s Thia’s theory. (Tory)I think you need to stay away from her before she corrupts you. (Geary)Nah, it’s too much fun. She has the most misguided views on everything. But I think what I just said is one of the few lucid thoughts she’s ever managed. (Tory)”

“See how exciting Anthropology is? He’s a leading expert in ancient Greece. Now you should all change your majors so that you can ogle men like him all day long. Or better yet, uncover naked male statues. (Tory)Was that necessary? (Acheron)Hey, I live to recruit students for the department. If I can make you good for something, then by golly I’m going to do it. (Tory)”

“Oh no, if you really want to be wicked to him, nuke it first. (Geary)Yeah, but given his reaction to the cupcake, that might overload his taste buds with pleasure and kill him. (Tory)”

“Okay, I’m dreaming. Hallucinating. Brought on by stress. I had a hard day today and this is my mind trying to protect itself from…from stuff. Lots of stuff. (Geary)(Arik, Trieg, and ZT stare at Geary.)Oh, like I’m any less sane than the three of you just because I talk to myself. (Geary)”