[color=0054a6]Zacary Yoxall[/color]

Zac was honestly having the time of his life, even though it was supposed to be a punishment. He was happily humming along as he cooked dish after dish on the school's stovetops. Every dish order he received went out with his own personal touch, giving the academy food, even considering how good it probably was without any tampering, a boost in taste.

He was still working when he heard an impatient voice behind him. Turning around, he opens his mouth to tell off the student telling him to hurry, only to realize this woman was definitely no student. After a few moments, he says, [color=0054a6]"Uh, yeah, sure. Just a sec."[/color]

[color=0054a6][i]Strange that the school would hire someone like her on their staff. Wonder what she teaches,[/i][/color] he thinks as he loads a couple of trays with food. Turning back to the teacher, he sets the trays in front of her. [color=0054a6]"Who are you?"[/color] he can't help but ask. [color=0054a6]"What do you do here?"[/color]