Zack's Dorm, Sunday Night
Zack was flipping though a thick sheaf of notes from the past week's lectures, when a leaflet he didn't quite remember picking up floated out. Frowning slightly he picked it up to give it a once over.
The frown turned thoughtful as he read, given that the leaflet was advertising a summer series of forensic anthropology lectures, and he recognised the name from several monographs in the Fandom High library. Even if they hadn't actually been published yet from this timeline's perspective, Zack figured that he could do a lot worse things with his summer than attending Dr Brennan's lectures.
The frown turned thoughtful as he read, given that the leaflet was advertising a summer series of forensic anthropology lectures, and he recognised the name from several monographs in the Fandom High library. Even if they hadn't actually been published yet from this timeline's perspective, Zack figured that he could do a lot worse things with his summer than attending Dr Brennan's lectures.