"Seriously? Someone begged to get into your class? Geez, I wish I had that! I still have empty slots in my two classes. Guess no one really cares about art history after all." He laughed at his own words, but figured it wasn't entirely a bad thing no one came knocking at his door to drop onto their knees and beg their way into a class. Not only would it have overwhelmed the crap out of Ross, but he wouldn't entirely know what to do. What if they were a bad student trying to get a required class out of the way or something? Oh well, at least he didn't have to deal with it. "But is said student actually in your class now? If they are I hope they're enjoying themselves. Would be horrible if they did all that groveling for nothing."
Ross took a few more stabs at the cake, almost done with his slice. Wow, it was so little! At least he didn't buy something like a quarter-sheer cake, then they would have no choice but to eat all of it. "And true, it is only the second week, but summer semesters are always shorter than the other semesters, so it feels like the quick-quick version of classes." Ross spoke while pointing his plastic fork at Adam, then brought it to his lips to lick the extra frosting off. "Oh geez, I'm glad it's not winter semester, that's probably even faster!"