Mrs. Jackson turned to see a young man walk into her classroom. He looked like someone of importance.
"Sorry to interupt, but I just need to inform you I'll need to speak with... er... <whats her name again?> Donna James after class."
She smiled. "Sure. No problem."
Donna slightly looked up to see who her teacher was talking to. It looked like a guy in a trench coat, trying to find someone. But she couldn't hear her own name being said, because they talked in a low voice.
The young girl scratched her head nervously, and started to work on her Warm-up again.