<hr/><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/7SDV1Gx.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Prof. Amira Hensley<br/><strong>Sortment:</strong>Visiting Anthropology Professor<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>September 30th, 10:30 a.m.<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Staff offices, Jamison Clark<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>glad to have Wil aboard<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Wil Holms -<em><strong>open</strong></em><hr/><br/>It was an odd American thing, to be sure - not drinking hot tea as much. Must have been that Boston thing so long ago. Even when she had lived stateside Amira had always made tea. It was a ritual that was as pleasing as the warm soothing feeling a good cuppa tea could bring.<br/><br/>Wil seemed to be a punctual and straightforward sort. Amira liked that but would remind herself to reel in her crazy just a bit around the post-grad. She could be eccentric and frazzled if she let her guard down and it might scare the lass away from what would be a very helpful part for Amira.<br/><br/>"No, I keep getting notification rings from my old email account back home." She would have to send off a few notes to get herself taken off certain email newsletters from London. It was interesting to hear Wil's interest and studies. Amira remembered her time getting her Master's fondly.<br/><br/>"Ireland is just smashingly beautiful, eh? Did you happen to go to Trinity College in Dublin? The Book of Kells is a remarklable thing to see in person. Not that a few jaunts through the countryside aren't brilliant as well. I almost fainted staring down the side of the Cliffs of Moor." She wouldn't mention getting plastered at more than a few pub crawls while in Galway for it's yearly Film Fleadh.<br/><br/>She smiled at the aspiring teacher. "It is a great profession though the learning curve is quite steep. You can easily get arse over elbow, even with the best training and intentions." Amira was sure Wil would see that in person more than once as Prof. Hensley got used to this new student body.<br/><br/>"Aye, my sabbatical from UCL. Well you mentioned the ivy leagues and studies in London can be quite cut throat. So my dual heritage and time living in the U.S. previously made some of the tenured faculty question my acumen. But, ironically, my foot in both words is what got me recommended for the visiting professorship so I guess it was a problem and solution rolled into one."<br/><br/>The time ticked by as the two ladies chatted but Amira knew that they were working on building a professional relationship, not just a personal one. She slapped her thighs softly and stood up. "Well it has been aces to meet you Wil. Now you did say something about knowing a thing or two about how these plasted printer's work? I think I am just not putting in the right credentials to connect to the uni's network." She walked over to her desk and picked up piece of paper that contained all her log in codes. "I would be so grateful for you help. Ya see I was hoping for your help to check a list of potential course books before heading in to see Dean Sky and I am sure to need a printer for that."<br/><br/>