Dean Jacobs was a distinguished looking gentleman in his late fifties to early sixties. His gray hair and beard were well kept and he was always dressed in a full three piece suit. His stern appearance never changed, she had never seen him smile. Now, it appeared that she was about to get a full taste of his disposition.
She turned to him, “Yes sir Dean Jacobs? I gather that this must be important for you to do this?”
He smiled at her! “How are things going for you this term, Dr. Cole?”
“Dean Jacobs, they are going well, however, I am sure that you are not here, ending my class early without allowing me to give their assignments, just to inquire as to how things are going this term.” Angelina looked at him quizzically, unsure of where this was going.
As he perched on the corner of her desk, she knew that something was going on. She sighed heavily, wishing he would get on with it. She wanted to get ready for the next class, and she needed to email her students to give them their assignments.