Blinking in surprise at the gender ratio of her first class, Lori finds what she hopes is a good seat (ie one which does not make her the center of attention, nor likely to come to the professorial attention) and demurely tucks her dress under her knees.  Giving dearest Walter a quick skritch behind his plushy ears, she tucks him into her bookbag so that his head is peeking out at the world and sets her notebook on the desk, ready to begin.