Sally smiled at Harold and shrugged, saying, "He's my best friend. I'd be able to pay him back for everything he's done for me." Sally kicked at a pebble with her foot, "Get him a girlfriend or something, maybe." Sally tilted her head, "Imagining you as a professor is quite terrifying, Harold." Sally flashed a grin at him and sat down on the ground, her legs crossed, looking up at him. Her curious expression was back on her face, "And who exactly do you want to be all over you?" Sally raised an eyebrow, wondering what he'd say.