Stark's entrance into the teacher's lounge burst the bubble and Russell's smile disappeared. He was determined not to let the walking ego spoil his previously good mood.
"Stark," he said by way of greeting. And he actually managed to not sound too terribly snarky when he said it, for a change. Russell didn't care if he'd been smiling like an idiot. He was in love and he didn't really care who knew it. He took a bolstering sip of tea, "To what do we owe this illustrious visit to the lowly teacher's lounge?"