"Will you pass me that Alice?" Jasper asked, and Alice handed him the test tube with a smirk.

She snuggled against he shoulder and he grinned. "Are you still gloating over last night?" he asked.

"Yes, because each time is better. You think a girl would get almost tired of being engaged 41 times." Alice remarked.

"Fourty-two." he mumbled.

"Oh, sorry Jasper, it’s just hard to keep track." she amended, going back to taking notes.

"But you like this ring, correct?" he pressed.

"Yes, and it wouldn’t matter if you got me the ugliest ring, darling, I’d still wear it." she sighed, marking down observations.

He was about to say something else when…

"Jasper Hale, will you come up here please?" Professor Stave called, looking grave, like he was about to announce a death. Jasper chuckled. What could the old vulture have to say to him?

So he strolled casually up to the front. The other students looked perplexed, probably wondering why he was not trembling and shaking like them whenever the instructor called them up. They were such a anxious bunch.

Alice sighed at him, shaking her head slightly. She looked, ermh, disappointed.

"Yes, Professor?" Jasper asked in a perfectly polite voice, his being pumping out soothing vibes.

"Well, there are a few matters of which we need to converse." Professor Stave answered, clearing his throat slightly. Jasper raised an eyebrow.

"Firstly, your note-passing last Thursday. This is not high school, young man! You are disrupting my learning environment, and I’m sure your classmates don’t appreciate it either." he tattled on, his ruddy face getting some color in it.

Jasper turned his head to glance at the students suspiciously. They immediately started to scurry for pens and to look like they were doing something productive.

Well, at least Stave had one thing right. This wasn’t high school. The students in college were quicker at hiding back behind their studious façade.

"Oh, I am most sorry Professor. You see, I was writing to my girlfriend, to ask her if she’d like to go to dinner with me. I had to be sure she was coming, because, well, I proposed to her. We’re engaged." he showed his ring cooly, stepping up the soothing emotions.

"I see." the Professor remarked. "Just keep it out of my classroom next time."