Arthur’s eyes went wide hearing all the details apparently included in the email.

Tom’s finger promptly began dangling right outside his peripheral vision.

“Look Shona,” Tom said, “You can see the instant he comprehends what you’re saying. His pupils go wide just like an animal about to attack.”

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Arthur swatted at his hand, “Fine. Maybe you’re right. I’ll start checking my email more regularly. I just don’t get where you’re the one nagging me about it when you never…”

“Look Shona,” Tom said, pointing again, “We must be getting close to the cafeteria now. There’s an ice sculpture of a moose over there. Definitely has me feeling welcome.”

Shona smiled, ignoring the scowl that Arthur was shooting toward Tom.