As he looked over the Sociology assignment, Bel decided to give Allie a call and see if she was free to discuss their plans.  "Hey, Allie," he said.  "Want to get together to work on the assignment?  I'm going to be in the TA lounge most of the day if you want to stop by."

"Yeah, sure," Allie said. "I don't have any classes on Fridays. Give me fifteen minutes and I'll meet you there."

Fifteen minutes later, Allie walked in, dressed casually in jeans, a Princeton-Plainsboro t-shirt and her hair in a ponytail. She smiled at Bel. "Is it okay if I'm here?" she asked. "I'm not an assistant anymore."

Bel waved his hand dismissively.  "As long as I'm here it's okay.  I just have to kick you out if I leave."  He gave Allie a wink.
 
She blushed and busied herself with pulling out her notes from class yesterday. "Okay, so, what all do we need to do?" she asked, sitting down and getting ready to make a list.


[OOC: Being played out via email; will be posted when finished.]