"I'm just waiting for a troll or dragon to just show up in the hallways so we can all get a sudden hands on lesson thanks to our dearest headmaster," She said with a snort. Most of the teens were sure the old man was senile, and that the teachers really were the ones that kept this place going. "Now now Dom, don't cry. You wont be able to see all the faces clearly then... Damn it! I should've brought my camera so I could capture this for posterity's sake. Oh well."
She grinned at Dom's comment and nodded. She had no doubt that he would use his appearance to his benefit, but he should. "I'm sure the mixture of both skill and appearance will get you far. Just remember us little people and let us sleep on your couch when we can." She winked at him.
But her joke was cut a bit short when he complimented her. Even if she didn't think he fully meant it, it still made her feel shy and a bit happy. For as brash and confident seeming as Trouble was, in reality, she didn't always think th most of herself and especially her appearance. "Well, I'm not so sure about work. But really, do we need to do work every day? We'll just have to pick every third day for you to work."
Trouble watched him work for a minute and smiled. "Careful. I might just have to keep you for my own then. Then what will the great Dominic do?"