New week, new school day, new teacher! And boy, does this guy look like a real number.
Dominik has asked for the Environmental Science class to meet outside, by the front of the school. Those who need to snag a coat or sweater on their way out have been given no more than five minutes to do so. Out on the steps, the teacher hunches over his open professor's bag, which is a little tattered from all its use over the many years. The contents rustle and clank as he digs through it.
"GOOD MORNING!" He suddenly bellows, looking up from the belly of his bag with a great grin. "Awww, look at'chu all, b---bh--bright eyed and buh--bushy tailed!" Only probably not really. "OKAY, so. Let's go over a few tiny things bb-before we start our class today." He squints on the 'tiny' part, dunking in between his shoulders for a note. "First, I want to remind you that the world and her creatures and Green Things are living, too, so respect that the b-best you can. Second, I advise that you all pick up a blank journal, easily purchased at your local bh-bi--bookhaüs or made, if you should feel so inclined."
"There will be maaaaany trips out to field locash--sh-sh-tions during decent weather, much of which may mh-be outside, so please dress accordingly! Girls, I know you like to turn heads with your jean skirts and leg warmers, but ticks and skin allergens don't care too much about your ff-fashion statements. Lab work and field work counts for 70% of your grade! So, you'd do well to do your bh-best at them. Okay, any questions? And the first person to tell me a good plant joke gets five points added to their first ph--p-ph-pa-participation grade." Come on, guys. LIVEN UP!