Will groaned inwardly. This was just silly! His pop was a Southern gentleman and his mum was a British lady. Of course he knew how to hold a chair for a lady. He stood up and pulled the chair back gently, taking care not to scraaaaape it too much on the floor, and waited. As the lady dummy started to sit, he scooted it back in. Only this charmed lady, she didn't move like real ladies did-- she had no actual thinkin' goin on in that brain of hers. What a... well, dummy. She sat too soon and even though Will scooted the chair back in she slid down a bit. He pinned her between the table and the chair quickly and she could sink no lower. If only the same could be said of their education system.