Stellan looked at me and raised an eyebrow. "You should take a look at yourself in the mirror! You look... hot!"
"What?" I asked. "I'm a college professor! How hot could I look?"
Stellan raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Well, let's put it this way. Dr. Reynolds is the youngest faculty member at the university and the hottest."
"Okay. Whatever." I replied. I looked up and another student was packing up, watching me. "I... talk to myself sometimes."
She raised an eyebrow.
I shrugged. "Who else better to talk to than yourself? Right?"
"Thanks a lot," Stellan said, and then sat in a chair off to the side, knowing she couldn't see him.
I went on packing up Dr. Reynold's things and then asked Stellan in my mind. "So, what else are we here for?"
"Oh? Now, you're talking to me?" Stellan asked.
I looked over at him and raised an eyebrow. "You're impossible."
