"You as well." Marcella gave her a polite smile. It wasn't exactly a lie. Even in less than charming clothes, Marcella saw an almost wild charm in Cooper. The Italian twirled with a stray curl of hair, her hands unable to keep still. "I can hardly wait to graduate. Can you believe that we're of age already?" A flash of nervousness glimmered in her dark eyes, snuffing out the anticipation. "Although...I hope that I receive a good job..."