The knock on the door came around two, and Lyall looked up from his paperwork and/or conversation he'd been having to see the junior-senior-and-AP English teacher, Ms. Bellweather, standing in the door way, looking dour and gloomy. She usually looked a bit dour and gloomy, but this was unusually pronounced. Almost comically, in fact.

"Ah-- can I help you, June?" For someone with such a sunny name, June Bellweather, she really did look dismal.