((AYYY!)) The teacher, a tall, old man with thick glasses and a pudgy face, strolls in, closing the door behing him. "Mornin', class." He greets them with a nasal, monotonous voice. "Now, before we begin anything, Id like to go over what youll be learning throughout the year..." he continues to drone on and on, and Claire begins to bounce her foot on the tile floor, growing antsy.