"English," he said after a moment's pause, realizing he should have said that in the first place. A teacher. Well, obviously; he could have been a teacher of anything.
Cole laughed, trying to turn it into a cough and only succeeding in making it into a snort. "Sorry. Just... smooshing mud on the faces of rich women. I like that description." The elevator made a harsh sort of grinding sound, and to his dismay he saw it stopped at the sixth floor. Well, not bad, although he realized that Shane lived here-- and Shane scared him. Just a bit.