<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/dmUCo00.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Nadine Laveau<br/><strong>Student ID:</strong>XXX<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Thaumaturgical Instructor<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>9/8 | High Noon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On Campus Coffee Shop<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Helena Cross<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Would ya like to argue about this over coffee?<br/><hr/><br/>Nadine heard the first syllables as they fell from a mouth which soon caught up with a gaze that looked to be a combination of both shock and fear. While she was used to such expressions aimed at her direction, the diminutive teacher didn't particularly like garnering such when she was the one at fault and not behind a podium or desk. A soothing hand reached out to trail over the back of the young woman's hand even as she shushed her with a mere head shake and a slight frown.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"It's obvious that I am the one at fault, Miss Cross?"</span>Nadine's husky contralto turned the name into a query even as she stepped back and put a foot of space between them.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"I do recall you from my class though. You are unusually quiet for one so bright and you tend to stick the end of your pen in your mouth when you disagree with something someone says. Biting back the urge to tell them they are wrong, hmm?"</span>A smile finished that statement and a moment later the line had surged forward, yet again. Nadine waved the young woman forward and stepped into line behind her.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"How are you finding your courses so far? Anything giving you trouble?"</span>Nadine pondered the line, the inherent fullness of the shop and the myriad people all squashed together in one small space before she switched her full attention back to the young woman before her.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Maybe you'd like to sit and have a drink with me, once I get my coffee? We have a good twenty minutes before classes resume. What do you say?"</span><br/><br/>The darker-hued female understood that she was intimidating. Very few girls came to see her because they<strong>wanted</strong>to, only Monet and her pretty partner were exceptions to that rule. So anytime she had a chance to build a better relationship with a likely sort? She offered. Hopefully, this one would see that the offer was genuine and take her up on it.