Now since their little chat, Oliver wasn't half as wary of Professor Lafay as he had been. Sure she was abrupt, strict and took no bull crap from anyone, but she was logical and even handed and Oliver respected her for that. If the lad was truly honest, he was even beginning to develop a little soft spot for the woman.

He filed into the classroom making sure to greet her politely, “Hello, Professor Lafay. How are you today?" He smiled at her, deciding against telling she looked 'ravishing' this time.. or, indeed, curtsying like a fool. He didn't think she would share his humour over such behavior. heh.

He took a seat near the front, eyeing the ingredients on his desk Looked interesting...