Beverly Wayne did not enjoy the trip up the Astronomy Tower, but it wasn't as bad as the last time she'd been here. Being a person full of energy she'd even attempted to take the steps in two to get there faster. She was even in a cheery mood as she got the door that using the lint roller didn't even tick her off. This time, anyway.

What made her mood increase ten times more was walking in just as Newell took a dump into the floor. Beverly coughed softly, clearly alerting the other girl she'd seen EVERYTHING.

"Good day, Professor Airey," she said, shooting him a small, yet genuine smile. HE got smiles. Newells didn't. Not that one anyway.

Glancing from Sophie to the desk she'd chosen, Beverly poked it. It wobbled. Nope. There was NO WAY the same thing was going to happen to her. She gazed at Airey with big curious eyes. Were they poor again?!