"Well now, how could I possibly say no to that? There’s already a taxi outside, waiting. So if you are ready to go, then we can be on our way?” She stated before pursing her lips in thought. “You’re Mr. Dempsey, correct? I just want to be sure, so I know who I am spending the evening with.”
That eager to get off the grounds? Can't say I blame you. There's no place more dismal and pathetic than this so-called Academy. Yes, I'm ready. And yes, I'm he. Though you have the advantage, I'm afraid I don't know who you are.











