Austin Spangler pushed his glasses further up his nose as he picked up his briefcase from his office, and moved his hand onward to brush a consistently intrusive strand of light brown hair out of his eyes.  They were hazel, but could fade to gray or blue depending upon what he wore.  Today, it was a set of simple brown slacks and a button-up blue shirt, keeping within acceptable 'professional' dress code for teachers, but letting himself stay comfortable for the long and often frustrating days.<br/><br/>Picking up his keys from on top of the desk, and accidentally bumping over his pen and pencil mug, Austin stepped out of his office, scowling at the traitorous mug, and locked the door behind him.  He'd clean it up later, not like pens and pencils really mattered overnight.<br/><br/>Proceeding to the faculty lot, he smiled, and waved back, at Doctor Tivoli.  It was normal closing time, and he had not really expected Tivoli to still be here, but he didn't really mind, the stories were always worth it, true or not.  With his coat tossed over one arm, he used the car's remote entry to unlock and open the trunk, into which he set his briefcase, and whipped his coat around him, settling it onto his shoulders, sliding the sleeves on in a relatively practiced motion.<br/><br/>Almost ready to get into his car, he noticed a Senior running to Tivoli.<em>Odd.  Must be a late paper or something.  Speaking of late papers, where did I put that...aha!</em>Reaching into his left breast pocket, Austin pulled out a much-folded copy of somehting he'd thought the good Doctor might be interested in seeing.  No harm in asking now while he's got a student with him anyway.  Humming absently, he beep-locked his car and started walking to the pair.<br/>