Nikita groaned at all the serviette rules. Was there going to be a test on this? She was hoping not with all her might. How was she to remember it all? And what did it matter if she was coming back to the table or not?

Nikita tried to remember what Professor Rae had just said. Don't fold it in half, don't crumple it, and do refold it. Or was it do fold it in half, and don't refold it? Grumpily, she folded it three fourths of the way as a compromise.