There were quirks about Leslie that Jeanette adored, her little organisation thing wasn't really one of them. It was too much like a test, like reading, like actual boring stuff that Therese spent all her eternal life doing. The binder cover might be cute, although she'd never been called a moth before, but Jeanette let it go, because it was cute. C'mon, cute trumped weird.
"How long did it take you to do this?" Jeanette flipped through the pages, frowning a little at them, because Leslie managed to turn this into a project. But Jeanette sorta understood that Leslie turned everything into a project. Jeanette wasn't the kind who liked to fill in stuff like this. This sort of stuff was more serious and work like. She'd need to take this home to show Therese, she'd appreciate this at least.
It wasn't entirely likely that Jeanette would be taking notes either -it really wasn't her thing at all, but there might be something that Therese wanted to know and urgh, she'd need to write some stupid notes. Uncapping a pen with her teeth, Jeanette scowled at the silly binder like it was all it's fault. "Okay then, where do we start?" It felt like she was taking a test now.