Lori had a rather feasible theory for what had been going on there. That she might have been drunk on an enchantment hidden into her book. Lawrences, them both, had to raise an eyebrow at this decision, the gazebloom's expression obviously rather comical with all of his eyes on one side reacting in a similar manner. Hugh though, he appeared to have had that hunch. What else could it have been? How it surprised these two went past him, but that was most likely because he was too focused on the direct cause. Not where that one had come from, how the dean had chosen to pull off such a move. But when it came to the real reason of the blackout, the expression was on Lori's face. How could the vampire be doing something like that? Well, it wasn't exactly polite of him was it? But Dragul was not someone that found much merit in politeness. He wanted results, and if it took dragging the class through the mud and making models dance to his whistle and not one move to the wayside, that was what he would do. Or that was how it looked like to the outside anyway.<br/><br/>Later on in the dorm Lawrence knew to be Hugh's, and now Lori's too he figured, it just needed some time to set in, the conversation was ready to move on to the earlier point. It was even Lori who begun it, and Lawrence nodded expectantly. "Yes?" he asked her to elaborate, but the elaboration that followed… it wasn't what he had been expecting at all. Maybe he should have, but the thought had not crossed his mind. This had got awkward for him quite fast. Could he just forget what happened in 301? No, he didn't think so. It didn't work like that. It didn't. But he couldn't say that out loud to her, not when she looked up to him like that. He raised a hand behind his head, scratching his scalp through his luxurious mane of hair, the difficult nature of the request reflecting in his expression where he couldn't look at her directly, his posture shifting towards the side in all but the actual movement of his legs. "If it's about embarrassing things, I can tell you it wasn't that…" he pondered out loud on what his next few words should be. But he was still stuck in the same dilemma by the time that Lori had gathered all of her belongings and was now ready to head out of the door. The moment had passed anyhow. But at least there was the chance that maybe one day she would hear and listen what had taken place out there. "Okay. One of these days", Lawrence promised to keep the knowledge to himself (and the rest of the class). One day he'd see her like that again. And if everything worked out, and it would with the classes he was enrolled in, even more. Maybe even earlier.<br/><br/>In the meantime, Hugh and the smaller of the Lawrences had arrived at The Heavenly Fount, and were going to see if their usual spot was free, or at least easy enough to free space at. It was, funnily enough, but so it was sometimes when coming right from the class. It was one of those ground floor pub tables, near to the stairs up to the balcony of the dance area but not so close as to attract the layabouts that preferred that place just to be calling on the folks that chose to climb up there and try to tag with them. Hugh marched in like he always did, but Lawrence split off oddly suddenly and beelined for the bar counter. Hugh would take a puzzled look over his shoulder, snap his fingers (where the sound came more from the 'snap' than the impact on his palm) and call out: "While you are at it L, do get me one of the cheapos, thanks!" The bartenders knew this group well enough to sell the discount student beer for Lawrence's friend via the gazebloom even without Hugh coming up to the counter himself. That was the thing with regular patronage, wasn't it? Special service at times.<br/><br/>Tonight still was a rather strange night for Lawrence though. Despite soon coming to the table with his friend and giving him the drink he'd requested as well as having his own bubbling cider, he wasn't feeling right. He was… anxious. Breaths were sluggish to move, no posture he could stand in felt right. Every female monster passing by gathered the attention of a fair few of his eyestalks, not the least of attention paid to their obviously feminine parts. He'd have swatted them if he could, but most people let one of beholderkin be. Lawrence had no idea how it was this bad. Usually even the passing week in October didn't burn so powerfully, and now everything was like this. Perhaps he was growing sick? Could it be something else than what he expected? He wanted to believe in that, but to want something was rarely enough. "Man, you really are dealing with a tough case huh?" Hugh noted, pouring some of the rather mild beer of his down his throat, the liquids joining the mass that he was. "If you can't drown it tonight, I'll try to figure something out for tomorrow. I didn't think either of you two would get to my level in that, but…"<br/><br/>Lawrence did get what Hugh was suggesting. The slime was the most experienced of them when it came to rather extreme cases of the Thirst, given it was something he felt during (literally) dry seasons and on the special week in excess, but this was still very weird to him, it just suddenly peaking like this. "I'd appreciate that", he answered, raising the gaze of his big eye from the surface of his drink to the face of his friend, remaining lightly hunched over the table. A young woman of the same race as professor Salini slithered past the two towards the dance floor and as she noticed Lawrence's eyes she blew him a kiss, though did not remain about. She was probably mocking him, Lawrence imagined. Too voluptuous, a whole lot of make-up and just enough fabric to not get herself thrown out. But it still made a shudder go down his back. And it burned. Oh how it burned! "I'd really appreciate that", he sighed, returning his eye to the very interesting bubbles of his drink. "But not with you, obviously", he added with a hint of a grin. The old inside joke was to be honoured.<br/><br/>Hugh grinned back. "Hey, you just gotta say no homo", he responded jokingly, like that gag required. Both had a bit of a laugh, and then it was back to waiting.