Lemon Squeezy
Charles was having one of his more... childlike days, which on one hand gave her very little to work with in the way of a co-head, but it also provided Eva with the opportunity to give the younger students some exposure to 'the Professor' in a safe manner. There'd be no swearing or obscene gestures or critiques of their wardrobes. She'd been handed lemons that morning, and had turned them into a lemon shakeup; Charles was knee-deep in children and the lot of them had one of the tallest Lego towers erect that she'd seen outside of her father's workshop. She smirked and turned away from the early childhood room to come face to face with her coffee. Oh, and Harp. "You're quick," she said, accusingly.