Michael chuckled at that. "Yeah, maybe." Michael had finished halfway with the thread, which happened to be a wick. He sighed. Oh well, another wick in the "Prepared Jar". He continued to meticulously intertwine the metallic threads, but looked up and noticed that they were at the school's front door. Michael shrugged, continuing to twist the threads. He might as well get it over with. Then a thought occurred to him. Michael looked over at Geralt, and pointed his thumb at the door.<br/><br/>"Hey, I was going to grab a cup of coffee before I hit the electronics store for a coffee maker. Wanna join me?" Michael had finished the wick, putting it in his pants pocket. He might as well kill three birds with one stone; make a friend, get a cuppa Joe, and get a coffee maker. Hell, maybe they had that new server in the "private" selection. That would make four birds.