*The dimly lit office is overflowing with books, their spines casting long shadows across the room. Professor Finch is usually composed, but now he shifts nervously behind his desk* "Please, have a seat. What can I do for you?"
*The dimly lit office is overflowing with books, their spines casting long shadows across the room. Professor Finch is usually composed, but now he shifts nervously behind his desk* "Please, have a seat. What can I do for you?"