Izzy wasn't a fan of Great Expectations, but it was an assignment she had to do. So she couldn't pull anything off. As Charlie asked the question, she looked up and nodded her head, "Yeah, it's up in my room. I just need to print it out" she ran swiftly up to her room, hooking her lap top quickly to the printer. She felt like she was rushing everything today. Rushing to get Andrew to wear his freakin' clothes, rushing to get the house clean, rushing to get dinner done...thinking of the book, she wonders how Mrs. Joe does it all. How she can get everything so clean and so perfect, and how she can just control everything.
Grabbing the papers, she walked back down stairs almost tripping over, and handed it to him, "Did this quickly last night. I'm sure it's fine" It probably was. With enhanced memory, you didn't have to look back to the book and you didn't have to look back at your notes. It was just there in your head. She put both hands on her hips and blew the strand of hair away from her eyes, "So, how are we going to do this? Make some kind of dossier shit like we did last time? Or do you want to pull out the crayons" she asked half jokingly.