"Right?" asked Heiji, god there was so much mischief in that smile. He followed right along with Hershel, strolling through the campus like he was a student there in his own right. They bluffed their way right on through to the hallway with the professor's office, it must have been because Hershel had such a trustworthy face and soulful, beady eyes.

Heiji nonchalantly slid over to the door with Dr. Schrader's name on it and tried the doorknob. It didn't open. "Hmm, it's locked. But I don't see any bolt from the inside, so -- "

"Can I help you gentlemen?" asked a voice from behind them. It was a bespectacled woman, neatly dressed and looking rather cross.