Pajea's smile had the excitement of a lottery winner in it. She pushed forward the sign-up sheet, holding her head in her hands. "Sign here, name here, email here. Room 420, every Tuesday." She said, her voice quivering not in fear, but in delight.

"You're gonna be a great writer. So great. We'll...we'll show them. You, I mean. You'll show them." She murmured, staring at Diedrich like he was a new puppy.