When Heather gets not one but two anonymous messages back, she can't help grinning. Maybe she's not so bad at this teaching gig after all. Of course, it's gotta help that she has such eager students. It's all she can do not to reach out and muss their hair up.

"Damn, you guys are good! Just don't abuse it, okay? Or, you know, abuse it all you want and don't tell anyone it was me who taught you if you get caught."

She sits back, looks between the two of them. She really should have come up with a lesson plan before arranging this.

"Is there anything you wanted to know? Anything you've been trying to do and it hasn't worked, or you've seen people doing and you wished you could?