The expression she shot her classmate was somewhere midway between exasperated and bemused. She was sitting just outside the door of the room they'd turned into a temporary karaoke lounge, perched on a stool and directing students inside, because this was as far away from the singing as she could get and still be considered 'helping'

It wasn't far enough.

"Probably more than anything you can imagine up," she retorts wryly, crossing her arms over her chest in a stubborn show of nope.