The Headmaster strode to Yvette's office, sighing at his lateness. He hated unpunctuality, but the funding meeting had run long. He was hoping to install a fourth training dungeon this year, but mobilizing the funds secretly was proving tricky. He might have to lend a few graduate students out to the board of directors.<br/><br/>His key turned, finding the office unlocked. He smiled, twisted the handle and stepped inside.<br/><br/>An absolutely lovely sight greeted him. Yvette had wasted no time getting to work.<br/><br/>"Mind if I join in?" He chuckled, locking the door and pulling off his clothes.