It was the first day of Constitutional Law for the spring semester. Eve and Karen sat in the last row of the lecture hall, staring blankly ahead while the professor spoke animatedly about the administrative minutiae everyone feigned interest in.
Attempting to whisper, Karen asked Eve, “Did you hear about the Rossum case?” She widened her eyes just slightly to lend weight to her words. “She was convicted for murdering her husband.” Then she got to the salient portion of the information. “She was really pretty, too!” Karen passed over the week’s issue of People to offer a visual reference.
Eve leaned more closely to look at the article, but her hand stopped briefly at the celebrity photos section. Her attention was diverted. “Gwyneth Paltrow would be able to be seen in public in that awful outfit,” she commented in disgust.
Karen poorly stifled a laugh, and nodded in agreement “Her boobs look awful.”
“I wouldn’t take my trash out in that outfit, much less be seen in it at an airport!” Eve declared with the authority of a sentencing judge.
(Just to tie the whole thing back to law school.)
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