"Oh, that's Genevieve, she's mellow," Phineas offhandedly remarked about the chinchilla. "It's not bad at all, actually. Luckily for us, we're out of the usual drop zone - that's London - and I generally stick to the same rule as before - only go to New York City if it's unavoidable. Anyway, err... Schedule." He rolled his desk chair over to Ferb's side of the room, picking up a binder and holding it to him. "Should be in the front of this, with whatever notes Chuck took. He was an average student, got slightly below average marks in his tests, I kept telling him maybe he should go into something a little less boring than thermodynamics, maybe he wouldn't sleep through classes as much." He shrugged a shoulder and grinned. "You could call up the prof and tell him you want to sit on an engineering class - we're studying early combustion engines. You'd probably get credit."