"I see," Mister McNeely said dryly.  "Very well, the class is yours."<br/><br/>He turned to give Shawn a pointed look, then gave Sylvia a quiet half-smile.  "I'll just go have a quick word with the office about this scheduling issue."<br/><br/>He departed without further comment.<br/><br/><br/>Behind her book, Spazz turned to smile at Absinthe again, licking her lips slowly.