[It's a nice nice for an evening. The beach is... a beach. And the sea is... Well the sound of the waves isn't completely terrible, right? Sort of soothing, in that white-noise covering up the approach of people behind you kind of way.]
Shit, if only.
[Shepard would like to have been out here to smoke. But she gave that up years ago and even if she hadn't there's little enough point-- the nicotine urge isn't chemical anymore, hasn't been for a decade, but sometimes she still nurtures it like a beloved grudge. That's masochism for you. Well, that, and the veil they all have to wear in public. Semantics.]
III.
Shit, if only.
[Shepard would like to have been out here to smoke. But she gave that up years ago and even if she hadn't there's little enough point-- the nicotine urge isn't chemical anymore, hasn't been for a decade, but sometimes she still nurtures it like a beloved grudge. That's masochism for you. Well, that, and the veil they all have to wear in public. Semantics.]
You find a manual, you share it with the class.