Emma walked slowly into the classroom, taking special care not to run into anyone. Everyone was having so many old people problems lately that she didn't want to be responsible if someone were to break a hip. "Good evening, professor." She beamed up at the man. Sure, he had aged a lot since their last lesson, but he still was a pretty cool dude.

She took note of the fact that the lint roller and semi-circle were gone, only to be replaced by embroidered goggles and cushioned stools. Weird, but Emma could roll with it. She placed the goggles on her head before sitting down at one of the nearest respective stools.

Oye. Not as comfortable for her back as she would have liked.