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I babbled, "I
totally love it. I'm thinking of getting a heater that pumps out Sok air."
She mimed turning a dial to different settings, "Hot and Greasy . . .
Smells Like Eggs . .
." She did all this with her hand on one hip, a menu under her arm.
I laughed, surprised and happy to see a quick wit. It wasn't the only
thing she would
surprise me with -- but it was the first.


I was doing a lab with Mary later that week.
"Did I tell you about her saying 'Now that their patios are cold'?" I
had been going on
about Cass all class.
Mary nodded, smiling. She adjusted the microscope focus with a deft
finger and peered
in. "I think I've got it. It's the second-section legs we're supposed to be
examining, right?"
"I don't know." I hadn't been concentrating on anything but recounting
my
"conversation" with Cass.
Mary squinted at the blackboard. It always bothered me that she didn't
wear glasses.
She was such a sensible girl otherwise. She didn't get involved with jerks,
she lived frugally, it
just didn't make sense. She would look fine in glasses -- I could clearly see
her in a pair of no-
nonsense wire frames. But then, being a twenty-two-year-old virgin, I perhaps
wasn't the
definitive authority on what was socially attractive.
 Thinking this, I paused for a second, but then used my extra-powerful
glasses to read
the board.
"Isolate second . . . section of subject. Note the . . . differences in
the second set of
legs. Add to . . . cake mix."
Mary snorted, and crossed out *Add* .
"What the heck is that?!" I stared in amazement at the board, my voice
rising slowly but
surely. "Cake mix? What's *wrong* with this professor?" I enjoyed the minor
attention I got
from some worried-looking people nearby. In *this* class, I was the loudmouth.
"The entomology and cooking classes are being held together," Mary
deadpanned,
sketching in her notebook. "Part of the cost-cutting measures, I understand."
I chuckled. I opened my notebook and started copying the insect Mary was
drawing.
Mary was the only reason I believed I had a chance of passing this course. I
had taken it for
good reasons, but about a month past the drop-out date I realized that it