Maisy seemed to actually be making pretty decent progress...at least with her homework. She still had no idea what the hell the glasses' guy's deal was. In fact for a minute there she'd nearly forgotten about him. Not really. Maybe. Probably. No. Unfortunately Haas didn't stick around for her to ask questions about the homework, but hey, it was his decision to go anyways. She did say he could stay if he wanted. The glasses guy did recapture her attention at the explanation that his disk was custom made for him, at which point she gave a little smile towards him. [color=BC8F8F][b]"I was mostly asking since it looks really cool."[/b][/color] she confessed, being completely honest. Anybody with a custom disk must either be good enough to warrant wanting to stand out...or just had money to throw around. But hey, it looked cool. Though she did have to wonder if it had some sort of connection to his deck or something. That seemed to be a running thing with pros and comic book duelists.

Hearing his question, Maisy hummed in mild interest before putting her notes down. [color=BC8F8F][b]"Well, I don't really feel like I should answer that, since you didn't tell me who you were waiting for here. Buuuut...I will anyways. I'm waiting here because I wanna see who you're waiting for. Since you have a duel disk already on your arm and you clearly aren't a student, you must have come here to duel someone for some reason. And there's now way I wanna miss out on a duel if it's gonna be exciting!"[/b][/color] she confessed. She really did just wanna see who this guy was meeting and for what purpose, and besides, it wasn't like this guy had actively tried to harm her. Aside from telling her to scram and being kinda sketchy, he hadn't done anything wrong as far as she knew. Thinking about how long the man must have been standing there, Maisy says: [color=BC8F8F][b]"You know, there's a lot of seats in here. You don't have to be standing the whole time you're waiting Mister."[/b][/color]