It's wrong to spy

After some more waiting, Michael opens the door and tells the two girls they can come inside.
The moment even re-enters to room, her nostrils get assaulted by the scent of sex.
She goes to sit in a chair in front of Mrs. Carpenter’s desk like she did earlier. Michael and sally each take place to Eve’s left and right respectfully.
Mrs. Carpenter is sitting behind her desk. She looks just like before with the sole exception that her hair is a bit more ruffled.

“Right, so Michael has taught me … an incredible experience.” Mrs. carpenter explains.
Eve can only assume Michael to be smirking behind her.
“I have come to realize that sex can indeed teach a person a lot about diversity. In fact, I would support as many students as possible to have an experience as … enriching like I just had.”
Mrs. Carpenter might seem all posh and proper behind her desk, but with the scent of sex in the room, Eve can’t help but imagine the university president naked behind her desk.
“Thank you very much, Ma’m.” Eve says. “We will not forget your kindness.”
It shouldn’t take long until Eve can pass the mandate now, unless those ‘white for whites’ idiots mess everything up.