Greg leaned back in the chair he'd slipped into, sighing and nodding. "Who the hell does what they think they want to at 17, anyway? When I was graduating high school, I wanted to be an archaeologist. And that was even before Indiana Jones made it sexy," He scoffed. "Just tell 'em you're gonna change your mind 50 times anyway, so why bother guessing? That should shut 'em up."