Michelle gives you an appraising glance. "Is that right? Not sure we've ever had a bullying problem here. Then again, I guess we've never had anyone who'd be vulnerable to that sort of thing." She glances at you for a moment, the meaning clear.
"What about you?" you ask, looking at her. "Where do you fit into Cavalcade Academy?"
Michelle shrugs her shoulders casually. "I provide what you might think of as an essential service. When people are in places that limit their freedom of movement, they find themselves in need of certain…creature comforts, which is a phrase I use deliberately." At your look of confusion, she smiles slightly. "Basically, if you want something, particularly if that something might not be permitted by the school rules, then I'm the person you want to talk to. Fair warning, though: it's not exactly cheap."
"Not even for next-door neighbors?"
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