The Professor

Missy had left the Globe's newsroom a little flabbergasted at her treatment, not even sure if she would actually apply for a spot at the Globe, even though Saltzman had given her the means to do so. He certainly seemed to be someone rather pleased with himself. She had some time left before lunch, so she used it to explore the library, which was in the same building. After that she popped over to her dorm room quickly to fetch her backpack, noticing in the process that Elena was not around. She packed her books and notebooks for her first class of the new semester. The campus was big enough that she had to consult the little map she had gotten during orientation to figure out which building she was supposed to be at. The walk was a short one from her dormitory. The lecture hall she was having her Media Ethics class in was massive, as well as one of the more recent additions to the campus infrastructure, judging by its more modern building style. Even inside, she had to consult the floor plan to figure out where exactly the auditorium she was meant to be at was situated.

Likely she was still distracted by having to figure out here whereabouts, since as she approached her destination, she totally missed the figure exiting from one of the offices. She had run into them before she realized it, her backpack slipping off her shoulder as she almost lost balance. The man she had crashed into also dropped his briefcase. Then he reached out to steady her, by grabbing her by the upper arms. "Watch out miss." She glanced up to see an older gentleman staring back at her, corduroy jacket over button-up shirt, graying hair and spectacles. She suddenly recognized him from the inside flap author photograph of her Media Ethics textbook. "Oh... Dr. Manwood. I'm so sorry... I was distracted." His eyebrows raised as he gave her the once over. "I don't recall having seen you in any of my classes. Are you one of mine?" She needed a moment to realize he meant one of her students. "Oh yeah... sorry, I am a transfer student. Only just arrived. Your class is actually the first one I will be attending at this school." As she spoke, he had bent down to pick up her backpack, though she caught him in the act at stealing more than a glance at her legs. As he rose back up again, he handed her the backpack with a smile. "Well if I am your first class here, I will make sure to leave a good impression. See you in there miss..." She blushed as she realized she hadn't properly introduced herself. "Oh... Madison. Missy Madison!" A moment later, Manfred Manwood was off, with Missy herself needing a moment to realize she had to haul ass to get to the auditorium in time.