With his notebook in hand and already scribbling down notes, Simon followed Ethan into the library. He was making notes of all the theories that they had come up with over the course of the year. It felt like something productive to do; however, the boy nearly fell over nothing half a dozen times. It was quite difficult to write and walk at the same time as Ethan was occasionally speeding up his pace to get to the library. “Slow down, mate!” he cried but by the time he said that he was shushed by someone in the library. Brilliant, he thought as he slipped his notebook into the pocket of his winter coat and continued walking down an aisle of the library.

Before he knew it, they were at the Restricted section. Simon’s blue eyes widened with anticipation at all the books that he had never been able to feast his eyes upon. “Hello Professor! Reporting for duty,” greeted Simon with a friendly grin before standing to attention and giving the Astronomy Professor a Vulcan salute. Yep. This was going to be a customary greeting just for his fellow Trekkie. They were on a mission and everyone had to be professional. Ethan’s comment about Hoth made Simon quirk an eyebrow. He nodded his head. It did look like Hoth out there. Ah, so Holmes was a fan of Star Wars. Interesting. Simon had only seen the older episodes of Star Wars since his father refused to watch the prequels with his brother and he. His father said that the prequels hadn’t lived up to the standards of the original trilogy. Simon just thought his dad was being a wee bit silly because he thought that perhaps the newer ones would have much better graphics in it.

Anyway, he gave a nod to the girl that seemed to know Ethan and then turned to see Grayson entering. Before he could say hi, more people had entered. Ooh. He knew this people. How fun! He gave a nod to each of them and a friendly smile. Then he saw a very, very familiar person. Was that Toby? He gave the boy who looked so familiar a wave and a grin? He really ought to know the kid's name by now.

He turned back to the Professor, noticing Airey's clenched jaw. Huh.... Something was amiss. That wasn't a reassuring sign. “So what can we get started on?”