Julien's eyes glinted impassively. He had to confess, he was impressed by her lateral method of thinking.<br/>Most people signing the dotted line and being reminded of terms and clauses they didn't understand or bother to read normally<br/>surrender their resistance to fight back and either go through the motions of what's expected or take the punishment.<br/><br/>"That is an optimistic presumption to make about a contract you haven't even seen," Julien replied "you really should know from<br/>the real world that despite what is written, one party will always go out of their way to make sure one is more 'equal' than the other."<br/>"Why should I expect a couple of students to know that though? God forbid!" the suited man said as he turned out hands as if to feign<br/>frustration.<br/><br/>Beau's discerning eyes caught sight of something from one of Julien's palms. A red eye?<br/>The events of the train and this daunting feel of the contract had numbed him up too much to ask about it though.<br/><br/>"I'll tell you what," Julien's voice cut through Beau's trance, causing him to look up.<br/>So purple. So foreboding.<br/><br/>He bent to retrieved the coloured object he'd been manipulating earlier.<br/><br/>"Just help me solve the Rubix cube and I'll make sure this experience never happened." he said with open eyes and<br/>a nurturing smile.<br/><br/>Julien sighed when he noted neither Sen nor Beau made a move. Blank canvases before him.<br/><br/>"Seriously... whoever solves it first and you both go. Did you want that in writing?" he said throwing the cube towards<br/>them. Eager to see who'd catch it first.