Lachesis fixed Atropos with a Look. "Don't mind her, she has a tendency to be ridiculous."
Atropos just stuck out her tongue.
Lachesis sighed in a fond, exasperated way. "And you prove my point."
"We're closed anyway, so if you want to, by all means," Clotho said, pouring herself some more tea. "It's one of the benefits of owning the shop ourselves, if we want to close now, we can." She eyeballed her sisters, who were still bickering quietly. "Anyway. So. Your son. And I'm sorry, I don't think I ever asked: what do you teach?"