He turns to leave.

"M... Ms. Gold, this is hardly appropriate behavior for an educator. I think you're attractive, but..."

"Mmm, come on, Mr. Stone," you purr, reaching around him from behind and rubbing your hands on his strong chest. "Have some fun; you know you want to."

"Jane {LAST_NAME)? What are you... that's it, I'm leaving."

"Wait, wait, wait," says Ms. Gold, panicking. "Just wait a minute. You're not going to tell anyone what you saw here, are you?"

"Of course I am. Ms Doe has made too much of a mockery of the system already."

As he turns to go, you try to stop him, standing in his way and pushing him back. Suddenly, you hear a loud crach and he lurches forward against you and slumps to the floor. Looking up, you see Karen holding a broken lamp. Her eyes go wide with horror as she looks down at him.

"Oh my God, I killed him! I didn't mean to-"

"KAREN!" you shout. "Chill." Bending over you examine him. "Stong pulse. He is breathing. He should be okay."

"Thank god," she says, vastly relieved. "What... what should we do now?"

"Hmm... do you have any restraints?"

"Well, {FIRST_NAME), I have two pairs of handcuffs that we confiscated from you, but I don't have the keys. Do you?"

"No, I don't; sorry."

Mr. Stone groans and starts to wake up. Thinking fast, you decide to...