Spencer laughed, "What you're not going to tell me you passed?"
He leaned against the doorway and waved the folder at George, "Leave her alone until she finishes college George, in the meantime, I suspect you'll be sending hints and tips, reading lists etc?"
"Well, yes, I," George raised an eyebrow at Spencer, "Dammit boy, I want this girl doing what she's best at, which is going to be making the most exquisite jewellery, and you want her to get a boring old degree first?" He shook his head and looked back at Jazz, "I'm sure you can do both. After all, the muse of the designer is a fickle mistress, she comes and goes with the wind some days, right?"