Dorcas settled in her chosen seat, feeling kind of weird as she realized she had instinctively chosen the side where she could see the door. Setting her cup down and looking at the coffee that might as well be ice cream, she shook her head a little. Weird brain of her's... "I rarely get lucky like that. So either he likes my work or he wants to make sure I'm not revealing some kind of secret that I accidentally stumbled upon. Which I don't remember anything like that." Sounded melodramatic and paranoid, didn't it? Dorcas looked a little alarmed at his question then smiled a little, "I haven't gone to school for anything. Unless you count high school."
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