London really only had a single thought in mind when it came to the Ms. Winter whim he had invited. The lady was simply a bitch. She had made great timing being so late, he was rather dissatisfied with it. Initially he had intended to make her the subject, because making her act her true nature would have convinced everyone otherwise. All the same there she was standing in a far more holier then thou attitude then Tabitha, and to be frank, far less pleasant. He found himself glancing around the room, Orion had a scowl on his face, Shea remained decidedly quite as Kevin pondered on what he should explain or not. He found himself shrugging, "do forgive me but I have no patience for a authority figure who doesn't understand the importance and manners of time," he told her flatly. "Everyone in this room has been awarded three little potions capable of letting them achieve greatness and I had intended to give you some, as these could very well make your suffering class perfect," he said, hinting at another possibility likely not considered. Perhaps one could suggest someone learn a skill, and then perhaps the subject would learn flawlessly and quickly? There were far too many possibilities, and a teacher was the perfect subject too put such theories to test. As it stood there was only one bitchy enough to actually use it and he'd find himself starring at her. "Simply pass their drinks and tell them to play their parts you'll find wonderful results," he told her. "Or perhaps one of your stature would slip it too another male so that you could pass on your genes, a man won't last long enough with your personality on his own after all," he said only giving vague ideas but then he trusted Tabitha would take full advantage of a ignorant teacher. "As punishment for being later you'll be charged fifteen dollars per vial," he said.