Faris snorted as he tried to hold back a laugh. He had heard people try to impersonate an Italian before, but Jill's impersonation had to take the cake for being the most... overdone. "Not quite Italian. I think you nailed something close to... a Cambodian cat with laryngitis. But keep practicing, you'll get it." Faris laughed as he held the door of the building open for her before exiting himself. Once stepping onto the grounds, Faris felt that the usual calm, academic atmosphere had changed. It seemed different, competitive, excited, and almost savage. He looked about warily before continuing to follow Jill. "You just seem a bit... jumpy. But whatever you say." One corner of his mouth curled into a small half-smile as they neared their destination. He felt a bit anxious about even attending Rush Week events. He could only imagine how tense Jill might feel about actually participating in initiation.