[ If he notices that her stare stretches out for too long, he doesn't react or make note of it. Rather, he just meets her gaze calmly, hands in his pockets as he waits for the elevator to take them up to their different floors - hers is below his by one, he remembers.
But his eyes catch something that's a different shade of green from her hair, and he withdraws one hand, reaching out.
He plucks the leaf out, as you do. ]
Everyone has them. What do you do? [ beat ] Your job, I mean.
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But his eyes catch something that's a different shade of green from her hair, and he withdraws one hand, reaching out.
He plucks the leaf out, as you do. ]
Everyone has them. What do you do? [ beat ] Your job, I mean.
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She should be starting to get used to this but somehow she isn't.]
I'm not-- [Sure how that leaf got in her hair, but she switches tracks quickly enough.] I'm a science teacher.