I look up from jotting in a notebook, coffee in one hand and pencil in the other, finishing up the outline of next week's lesson plan. With everything that's been happening- and not just with Tony, to Pepper, with Peggy and the council and class- this meeting has been put off for a considerable length of time. I haven't been especially looking forward to it, though I do have questions I want answered, do want to know the man better.
Nodding, I flip the notebook closed and slide the pencil into its spine.
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Date: 2012-02-06 08:27 pm (UTC)Nodding, I flip the notebook closed and slide the pencil into its spine.
"Of course, Mr. Wayne."