Mr.Lancer, sipping from a mug labeled 'soup': I'm sure you have a excellent reason to be out of your seat, Fenton.
Danny, looking out the window and making eye contact with Technus, who is making the 'I Will Slit Your Throat' gesture: Uhhhh, actually yeah, I do.
Lancer: I'm sure the class would love to hear it.
Danny, scowling at Technus: Yesterday I broke up with my.. Minecraft boyfriend?
Sam, knowing exactly what she's doing: Is that what has you down? We know how much you were in love with him :(
Danny: You know me so well, Samantha. I wanna go and uh, apologize right now with a poem! Because you, my favorite English teacher, Mr.Lancer, inspired me.
Lancer:
Danny:
Lancer, sighing: Your homework is to give me a copy of the poem you are going to write to your beloved "Minecraft boyriend" for class analysis. You're free to go, Fenton.













