Reese watched her slurp down her drink and glanced around, hoping the food would be here soon. He was nearly done with his one Jack and Coke and already wanted food in him before he continued drinking. Although he'd always known himself to be a lightweight, being so slight...
"Classes. They're... classes." He nodded, trying to think of a better way to describe them. "They're small. It's... weird. Guess Philosophy isn't the most popular thing to get a Masters in. There are a few people my age, and some wildly older. Makes the dynamic... strange, sometimes, when it comes to discussion theories and practises."