The second-floor common room...

[river-dancing.livejournal.com]

River, with a stack of DVDs in her hand, slips into the common room. Might as well get some familiarity with these 80s movies before she shows them the night after tomorrow, right? She glances at the titles in her hand, then selects one, pops it into the player, and settles into a chair with the remote.

Real Genius, hmmm?

She hits play, and the strains of Carmen McRae singing fill the room.

I'm a sentimental sap, that's all
What's the use of trying not to fall?
I have no will, you've made your kill
'Cause you took advantage of me! ...

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[river-dancing.livejournal.com]

"Einstein was a significant scientific voice in the early part of the twentieth century back on Earth-that-Was... here, I mean." River considers the screen with a look of mild confusion on her face. "Oh, I see... the kid must be some prodigy." She sips from a soda, then goes on. "That's a horrible suit, though."

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

Forget the suit, check out the horrid haircuts.

*takes from Popcorn from Marty's bowl*

That kid is way too uptight. *points at Mitch on screen* He's going to hurt something. Probably himself.

[river-dancing.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. Poor guy. Someone needs to get him to relax... just... not quite like that." River boggles at the image of Mitch getting harassed by his professor while sitting waist-deep in the swimming pool.

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

Maybe that girl will manage it? I mean, if she ever takes half a second to sit down or be quiet.