#ari: yes the smart people must help the less fortunate like how one person ends up carrying the group project

[dapurinthos]

now the objective is to move from this hallway in search of flash-fried food because the temple hath no fried crispics or flash-fried potatoes (chips/fries).

“While doing this you are, classes you have.”

Sifo-Dyas is instantly as suspicious as if a ruby-red pyramidal holocron with a ‘touch me’ label appeared in front of him. “Classes?”

Dooku gives him a serene smile, closed-mouthed, much like Master Yoda’s. I want to point between the two of them because it's the same smile! I vibrate with the need to do so.

“It's only a short session,” he says. “Twice a week for two and a half months. You get to have meetings with members of the EduCorps and Master Yaddle. There are assigned readings and quizzes. I had to take them before I could take Rael as my Padawan [...] You are going to get extra assignments.”

“What? Why?”

Once again, I am indicated by a hand gesture. “Eight.”

Sifo-Dyas half-shutters his eyes, glances from side to side, and then takes a step closer to Dooku. “You obviously did well.”

“Of course I did.”

Sifo-Dyas rises on his feet, one hand on Dooku’s shoulder to exert the leverage needed to pull their heads closer together. “How much for private tutoring?”