Ugh. If I know any math, I know enough that detention plus school work equals no time for anything. I'm so bored with all these detentions already. They get repetitive. Friday night needs to get here already.
[Private to Lorna]
I saw you around today. Tell me there's something good you wanna eat. I need to cook something to work off some steam, and the freezer is stocked with gumbo since just me and Petite eat it. I'll make you anything you need, cher. You need some good home cooking.
[Private]
[French] I'd definitely prefer to avoid Profeseur Lehnsherr's wrath. Shit, these detentions are way overboard for just a night on the town. No wonder Pietro's so wound-up. I can't wait for the weekend.[/French]