Conway: Mr. Swaney, what did you do last night? Swaney: News spreads fast! Jacob: What?! I haven't heard about this yet! Swaney: Should I make Jacob leave the room? Jacob: Can I go to jazz band? They kinda want me. Swaney: [thinks for a second] Yesss. Though, last class when Jacob wasn't here, something still ended up on BlairBash. Jacob: It was one of the other 30 kids in the class! *points accusingly* Guest speaker: What's BlairBash? //Jacob leaves the room with his backpack and trumpet Swaney: So, last night...
Swaney: Oh, Jacob's not here. I can tell a story! *pause* Conway, put that pencil down!
Jacob: Can I go to the bathroom? Swaney: Yes, if you go right there. Conway (sitting next to Jacob): No, don't!
Swaney: Elaine Chao! I wonder what she's doing now. I bet she's out on a corner smoking with Conway. *pauses* Never miss my class. Your name will be maligned forever!
//walks into the sysop room Conway: Why's it so hot in here? Jacob: *looks at thermometer* It's only 94 degrees, 11 degrees colder than it was a few minutes ago. Roger: Yeah, it's like winter in here.