The teacher introduced the week's work, and Russell cringed.  This was high-school stuff.  There wasn't anything here that he didn't know backwards.  Oh well, that's why be bought the laptop; something to do during lectures.  There was still all his bets to collate, not to mention the latest orders to fulfill.  He went to work at a leisurely pace, copying his little black book over to a spreadsheet.  It was very hard for him not to turn a profit with his little side project, it was a worthwhile venture that kept him well in the black.<br/><br/>Russell's phone buzzed shortly into the lecture, and he surreptitiously checked it, seeing John's approval of Hannah.  Russell smiled.  Time to go to work.  Pulling it out, he leaned back in his chair, staring at the screen as if reading a long message.  After a while, he let a broad grin bloom over his face, before punching in a reply.  To anybody else watching, it'd look like he was replying to an SMSed joke.  Whatever Russell went on to do, he knew he could always fall back on an acting career.<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;">Hannah Baker.  Yes or no?</span></strong><br/><br/>He sent off the message to Lucia, and went back to his books.