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Cooking us dinner.

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A friend of my roommate knocks on the door and asks if she’s ready to go.

‘Where are you off to” I ask, looking up from my book.

‘My biology research professor is cooking us dinner at his house,’ my roommate says.  ‘See you in a few hours.’

‘Have fun,’ I call out, and return to reading.  I look forward to a similar kind of gathering with my Honors Thesis class on Thursday night.