Nimrod stares, obviously stunned. His hair is inches too long for his normally conservative cut and completely dishevled. A bag full of textbooks hangs, forgotten, from one hand. A sheaf of test study guides is scattered at his feet like feathers from a pillow. After taking a deep breath he grins maniacally and grabs Kanga, dipping her before returning the favor.
"Hey, Mac!" T-Bird shouts.
Mac looks over and T-Bird grins, "Time this, I think he's going for the record."
Mac grins and pulls out a silver pocketwatch.
"I ain't cleanin that up. Bloody staff." Ed mutters bitterly, the only one looking at the paper on the floor.