A long winded explanation to say the least, Sal was reminded of a spastic parakeet chirping away at its own voice. As she listened it was as if he actually had put more than a little thought into selling a photo of her. He asked a question in there, [b]"Wait what? How can I know how classes are going they haven't started yet?"[/b]

Opening the door to her house Haiden seemed all to ready to go inside, anyone else she would likely to have strangled but kiddo had earned her trust...sort of. As they entered her kitchen she looked around trying to find something breakfast/not bad-ish. Thoughts of how she should actually buy groceries more than once a month, [b]"Raiden?"[/b] She looks back from her cabinet expecting some retort only to see him flipping out over his watch.
 Of course breakfast has to wait, some people care about first-impressions. Sal sighed watching the kid burst out mid conversation. She grabbed her messenger bag,along with a "To Go" protein drink. Casually she walks to the side of her house....Her Scooter flies out a moment later. With ease she catches up to Haiden.
[b]"Oh and to answer your question, Its an [i]F-U[/i] cup."[/b] She smirks as she leaves him in her proverbial dust.