An investment in knowledge pays the best interest.
"Hey there favorite Rasputin..." Kitty entered the art room at 5:50am sharp, with only a few adult student onlookers for her to have to plead her case in the presence of. She came bearing smiles and a Bubba-Gulp sized cappuccino. "So... my grade-schoolers are doing the whole gravity unit and I was hoping I could get your help with a lesson later." Batted lashed inserted here. She placed the huge coffee lightly on Piotr's desk and then stuck her hands in her pockets, y'know, casually.
"I got the go-ahead to drop something really big and heavy from the astronomy lab. It will be racing a pillow."