*Crossing every appendage*

[chasingangela]

I'm on my way to Dean Bristow's office.

Wish us luck?

ETA: Because the roof-painting was caused by utter boredom a gremlin attack, we have to help House with his gremlin research, and continue with the School Beautification project.

So if you need me this week, I'll be either in the clinic or ... scrubbing something.

Right.

Comments

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

I just got back from that damn field trip. I wish I hadn't missed this whole thing - you'll have to fill me in at Shane's party later. (You're going, right?)

Anyway, GOOD LUCK!

[chasingangela]

You have to let me know about the field trip when I tell you about the, um, gremlin spit. And yeah, I'll go to Shane's if Dean Bristow lets us leave campus tonight and we don't get out of the meeting too late.

[swerval_zero]

I think you mean, 'If we survive.'

[chasingangela]

Shut up. I'm working on the whole positive thinking thing...

(It's *almost* working.)

[swerval_zero]

We've got Dr. House on our side. It'll totally be okay. *slightly brittle smile* I really have to work on my acting before we go in there.

[joan-not-jane.livejournal.com]

Are you sure about that? Because I'm thinking we're scrwed.

[swerval_zero]

If you can't lie convincingly, look embarrassed at the appropriate times and nod when necessary. We're goin' with gremlin spit, remember.

[joan-not-jane.livejournal.com]

Got it. Can I still look really terrified, too?

[swerval_zero]

Considering what I've heard of Dean Bristow so far, I think that might be a perfectly appropriate response.

[chasingangela]

Right. House. And Parker. And you and Hamlet.

It will be *fine.*

...

(We are so dead.)