Bob narrowly avoided spilling his soup as he jerked in surprise. Right. Berg. Walker had mentioned her being the assistant, Bob was pretty sure. "Awesome," Bob said gratefully, surreptitiously trying to hide his lunch under some strategically placed paper. He really didn't need anyone cracking down on him for being a bad role model, he had enough shit to deal with already. "That means you know a lot more about the subject than I ever will. I don't suppose I could convince you to teach it for me? I'll give you, I don't know, internship credit or something. Tutor you in any classes you have to miss to do Runes." Alright, so it was possible Bob was coming off a little desperate. That was okay, though, since he was. Desperate.