The Tiberius J. Swann Education Facility

Who: Blake and Blake. Guess which one's which.
Where: Blake's office
When: Tuesday afternoon
What: Blake needs to meet up with the sponsor person.

There were some names that people just did not run into. Beverly, Harold, Bartholomew, they all seemed to rest solidly in the world of fiction. Blake was one of those names. Yet here she was, heading down the hall to meet up with another Blake. Still, she would be super impressed if she met another Nell. Blake was almost certain that their mother had made up her sister's name on the spot.

Well he was older. Or at the very least old enough to be a teacher. She contemplated the possibility of him being a crusty, old wise Blake as her fingers trailed over the wall to his office. Maybe he was full of Blake related wisdom. That would be pretty sweet if he was, though for some reason she doubted that she was going to happen upon her very own wise Blake monk.

Stopping at the office door, she knocked, loud, because Blake really did not know any other way to knock.