Bedecked in hat 'n glasses, Kapoor made his own theme music and glanced around suspiciously for that rascal of a Charms Professor. He'd had seven years of opportunistic moments having been played for all they were worth by his tricky friend and it caused him some... well, it couldn't exactly be called post-traumatic stress disorder or anything, but definately some due caution was close at hand whenever major descisions and privacy booths were involved.

He ducked into the booth and without hesitation, marked off his choice. Dipping out of the booth, he took a sticky charmed sticker and applied it to his shirt. There. Now he felt descisive and opinionated.