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Cafe Fina, Tuesday

Wadsworth opened the restaurant with his usual good humor. Which is something close to a complete lack of it, other than a certain sly smile whenever he remembers the envelope in the inside pocket of his suit jacket.

Someday, he'd retire, and it wouldn't be because of the salary Alfred paid him.

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Everyone should have a Cafe Fina lunch now and then. After all, where else can you eat where you can order anything you want.

Walter came in for lunch and to see Alfred as they'd arranged the day before.

Alfred waved to Walter from a nearby table.

Walter went to join him. "Good afternoon, sir."

Alfred nodded as Walter sat down. "Good Afternoon, Walter. How has school been thus far?"

"I have had a class on Prophecy taught by Mr. Aziraphale, and Miss Poppins is the new Creature Languages teacher. I am the Teacher's Assistant for her class," Walter answered while he poured himself a cup of tea. "I expect I shall learn quite a lot from Miss Poppins, and Mr. Aziraphale seems quite knowledgeable.

"Tomorrow I have Dance and Hunting, and Friday is the Doctor's class, Constant Vigilance."

"I assume Sir Hellsing picked your courses again?"

"Yes, sir." And clearly he was taking things more seriously than he did the summer. "I would not complain about his choices, though." Much.

Alfred nodded. "They seem to be more in line with your choosen profession. Although the addition of a prophecy class interests me."

Walter had a sip of tea and nodded. "Yes, sir. He has not shared his reasons with me."

Alfred made a mental note to ask Arthur what his reasons were the next time he spoke with him. "And what do you think they were?"

"I think it's his way of reminding me not to mess about with things I don't understand," Walter said evenly.

"In reference to your desire to try and warn him about events in the war by researching them in history books?"

There was only a slight jump in the muscles at his temple before he answered, "Yes, sir."

Alfred nodded. "Anything interesting happen of late, non-school work related?"

Walter shrugged before nodding. "There have been some problems with people's mutant abilities lately. First the problem with Nadia's roommate, and then another student unexpectedly developed hers and put him in the clinic.

"But that is being worked on now. Other than that, there have been a lot of new students to meet."

Alfred nodded. "I heard on the radio. Poor girl. How is she coping?"

"Her close friends are trying to help her," Walter said. "She is very concerned about touching people and does not want most people near her."

"I can't even imagine what that must be like," Alfred said. "Pity those with powers. Nothing in life is free."

"I have seen that," Walter said, omitting any comment on pity. "Everyone I have known with something that distinguishes them from an average human has had to pay some price."

Alfred nodded "Ah well. A discussion for another time, perhaps. What does your schedule look like?"

"I have classes on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday."

"Tuesday and Thursday, then?" Alfred asked. "It seems the most obvious solution."

"That would be fine, sir." And free weekends. Huzzah!

"Would you be willing to take Saturdays as well?" Alfred asked.

Busted. "Is that optional?"

"How about only every other Saturday?"

Walter nodded. "Thank you, sir."

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