<em>Was he.. motioning them over?</em><br/><br/>Lena glanced at Paige incredulously, almost in disbelief her plan had worked. Then, there was always the possibility he was calling them over to chide them for being out when they should be studying; or for inappropriately sending him a drink. Well, she'd take the blame if they were about to get in trouble. Luckily, something in his expression seemed to hint that he wasn't quite disappointed in the turn of events.<br/><br/>Lena squeezed Paige's hand, wasting no time in working her way through the throng of partiers, avoiding sloshed drinks along the way.<br/><br/>"I was going to say<em>hotter</em>..," Lena murmured under her breath in response to Paige's comment, her eyes fixated on their professor, looking very at-play indeed as he sipped on his drink oh-so-casually. Almost like he'd been to the club a few many times before.<br/><br/>They settled before him, standing beside each other, their nervous energy probably palpable in the air as they fidgetted a little in their heels and sipped at their drinks.<br/><br/>"We've been trying to explore a bit," Lena explained. "What about you, do you come here often?" she asked curiously. Then, a beat later, and with a bit of liquid courage in her system, she dared to add, "you must be busy grading a lot of the time... what with all those detailed comments you write on our papers..."<br/><br/>She finished the comment with a charming smile.