"I know, right? That's pretty much every dude I went to high school with." Douchebags were still douchebags even in other dimensions. Maybe it was one of those universal facts. Weirdly comforting, actually. Most dudes she knew never grew out it. Cassie shook her head with a private smile and then regarded the woman curiously. "You're a TA, aren't you?" she asked. "I mean, I saw you in my biology class this morning," she added by way of explanation before she looked like a weirdo for knowing some stranger's job. Something the woman said confused her though- I started college over a decade ago- and she blurted, "Aren't TAs usually like grad students or whatever?"