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Gotham University Campus, Monday afternoon
DinahBoyserious, DinahBoyhat, BoyDinahTwist
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"Lance?"

"Here."

A couple heads swiveled around, and Dinah grinned back at them, then stretched. Some of the female faces brightened. Most of the male faces just looked confused. Well, most.

"I'm sorry?" Her stats professor asked, looking askance. "Where is Miss Lance?"

"Dinah's got the flu. I'm her cousin David. She asked me to sit in and get her assignments. That cool with you, ma'am?"

She blinked, then shrugged. "I suppose. Please have her e-mail me next time first, though... Lefkowitz?"

"Here..."

Dinah restrained the urge to giggle, and very soberly paid attention during the rest of class. Well. For someone repressing internal snickers. At the end of class, Kyle came over, looking very worried. "Is she going to be okay? Uh. I'm Kyle. Hi. Why didn't she phone me?"

Awwwwwww. "She can't talk, dude. Her voice is shot. She wrote me some notes about you, you've been tutoring her, right?"

Kyle ducked his head and blushed. "Um. Yeah. I mean. I've been trying, she really doesn't need it, she just gets frustrated, she's smart. You know? Well. Sure you know. You're her cousin." Then, very almost-nonchalantly to the point of not being so at all, he asked in a rush, "So, you think she's over her ex yet?"

...Um? Oh, Kyle.

"Let's walk and talk, Kyle." Dinah paused as two of her other friends came up to ask about her. "I think it's past time."

[ooc: establishy, but open for texts and phone calls!]