Algren's Office [Saturday]

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For all of the questions that Algren had been dreading about his class since he'd learned of the influx of parents this weekend, what he had woken up this morning worried the most about was, what in the world was he supposed to wear? He had all of one modern outfit, worn until it was more or less threadbare now (thus putting his interest in this

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[itwaslogical]

Amanda had her mental list of all of Spock's teachers, including that one he didn't want her to talk to; maybe Professor Algren could tell her where to find his co-teacher, though. It would never occur to her to be embarrassed by any subject being taught to her son.

"Professor Algren? I'm Spock's mother." She smiled warmly and offered a handshake. "Amanda Grayson. It's a pleasure to meet you."

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"And a pleasure to meet you as well, Mrs. Grayson," Algren replied, standing and clasping her hand in that handshake she'd offered. "Please, take a seat. Might I offer you some tea?"

Tea was much, much more pleasant to discuss than the history of sex, wasn't it?

[itwaslogical]

"Thank you, that's very kind of you." Amanda beamed at him and said, "Call me Amanda." Maybe he was doing some kind of re-enactment? Or possibly she didn't know the 21st Century fashions as well as she'd believed. She'd read up a bit before coming here, but she could have missed something. "Spock spoke highly of you when I asked him about his teachers. But he didn't specify which course you're teaching?"

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Algren was actually somewhat impressed that any of his students had anything to say about him beyond the fact that he turned red very, very easily. It almost helped him to relax somewhat was he formulated a reply that wasn't the actual name of the course.

There was no way on this good Earth that he was going to say the actual name of the course. Ever.

"It's a history class," he replied. "A comprehensive study of gender roles and more throughout Earth's history."

Very comprehensive.