Before she knew it, Carolyn was accosted by two late-comers. The leer on her face dissipated as she scrutinised Mabel's condition, feeling a modicum of sympathy calm her. Her equanimity, however, was immediately punctured when Leo finished speaking.
"What? Are you kidding me?" demanded Carolyn, aghast. "Shut the fuck up, kid. You're not getting through here until you tell me exactly what happened."
The low growling of a motorbike signalled the arrival of yet another student. Carolyn sighed heavily, looking up at the helmet-clad Ashlynn.
"And here's the third stooge, just in time!" she announced caustically. "Get off your bicycle and come here before Curly and Moe forget how to breathe."