Jory dug his hands into his pockets. It was cold! He seriously hoped the temperature would improve soon. But not too much. he did like the cold. "Hi, Professor!'' he greeted when he entered the classroom. The Dance. That was the first thing that came to mind. He grinned at the mechanical bird. It was fun to watch.

Jory found himself a mat and looked around. There were a lot of desks here.