Jez ran into the classroom with her tie askew, satchel threatening to fall off her shoulder, and loose hair flying like a long black flag behind her. Maybe sleeping in the Room of Requirement on a school night hadn't been a great idea. For one thing, the Room hadn't realised she had to be in class the next day, and so hadn't produced an alarm clock or anything. So Jez was late for class - or not, hopefully. It didn't look like the lesson had started yet.
She smiled at Professor Cerulean, despite her sleepiness. "Hello professor," she said, before dropping her satchel off at one of the tables and going over to the coffee machine, straightening her tie as she went. She got a Vanilla Italian Soda, making a mental note to try a Peppermint White Chocolate Mocha at some point, and went back to her table. Perching herself on the stool, Jez finally taking the time to look around while quickly plaiting her hair and sipping her drink through the straw.