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Miss Marilyn 
Dylan was smiling normally enough...but it broke into a full on grin when he caught the Americanize accent. FINALLY! Something familiar from home! AND he was a Sixth Year! His search for a partner began and ended here! Dylan reached out a hand, clasping his fellow Yankee's and shaking.
"My name's Dylan..."
Of course, this Vickers fellow beat him to the punch and mentioned helping each other out. Moving over in the workstation, he went through the list of things the Professor had mentioned in his head.
"So, did you want to divide the tasks equally? Perhaps one of us can brush, the other floss?" "Good to meet you Dylan" Vickers replied, curious now where the other boy was from. Given his accent the Ravenclaw thought he could be from one of the Mid-Western states. As they moved towards the workstations he nodded his head at Dylan's suggestion.
''Yeah, thats a good idea." But who does what? Vickers stared at the Piranha plant and pondered-- does he want to deal with those teeth with a string or the halitosis with the pole?
Both doesnt sound very appealing, but after being a little too close for comfort with the plants from last term, he'd like to keep his distance whichever way he can.
"I'll brush its teeth." he said scrunching his face up a bit as he took the toothbrush.
He turned towards the sedated plant and approached it cautiously, holding the toothbrush out and poking the plant a bit. It swayed lazily, those long, dagger-like teeth peeking from within the drooly mouth. Good news is it wasnt biting off the toothbrush, bad news was.... that was one heck of a tartar buildup.