[color=fff200][h3][i]Corrie Strickman[/i][/h3][/color]
[h3]-En route to the cafeteria-[/h3]

Corrie looked at the outstretched hand for a second, then realized it was offered as a polite social gesture. She returned it with a courteous yet firm wingshake.

[color=fff200]"Cordeliamycinth--"[/color]

The bird hesitated. It would be proper to introduce her full name. But she didn't know which professors this new acquaintance may have, and she would rather not be immediately associated with the stern Dr. Strickman.

[color=fff200]"...but you may call me Corrie,"[/color] she finished. [color=fff200]"Pleasure to make your acquaintance."[/color]

The owl considered Lennon's suggestion for a bit, weighing the new opportunity with her packed schedule. She took another few seconds of awkward silence to come up with the optimal words to say.

[color=fff200]"I am amenable to your proposal. I was en route to the cafeteria, anyway. Let us resume in a more hospitable clime."[/color]

The owl didn't wait for an answer as she turned around and walked to the cafeteria's main door. She hardly paid any mind to a couple of students playing in the snow. Perhaps it was amusing... for [i]some[/i] people. But it looked dreadfully cold. All that hard work would just melt within a week, anyway.

[@Myling]