Aboli was very excited to get a hands-on lesson. So excited that she giggled at Professor W's hand going riiiiight through the glove. HEHEHE. It was so funny when it happened to people NOT her. But the REAL kicker here were the dead mice. She stood up, closed her umbrella at long last, and shook it out a bit before setting against the stump she had been sitting on. she hoped she didn't forget it later but she most likely would oops

Ahem.

"Professor, can I have a dead mouse for experimental purposes? I would rather not have to find one of the carcasses in that abandoned classroom on the third floor anymore," she said in her most CASUAL voice as possible. It was really a pain to go find your own dead mice. "And sometimes there's only HEADS because of all the bloody cats running around - " she siiiiighed and sent her most PITIFUL puppy eyes at him before coming to approach the veeeery sleek and beautiful Ivory. She had a dead mouse in her hand. Funny how touching a dead mouse with her bare hands didn't gross her out as much as touching poop.

"Hi Ivory." She thought it was Ivory anyway, since it was an albino jarvey.