Belinda Krueger felt every bit the crisp professional as she crossed the office to greet the principal of the Jameson Reformatory. Although only 25, she was already a rising star at her new American University, and in her stylish worsted wool blue suit, dressed the part.
"I'd like to thank you for taking the time to meet with me today, sir," she said, shaking the principal's hand. "I've been having a bit of trouble with my Doctorial dissertation, and my department chair seems to think that you might be of some assistance."
"Yes, I spoke with him this morning," the principal said, sinking back comfortably into his large leather chair. "Have a seat, Miss Krueger."
Belinda sat down on the chair opposite the principal. Unlike the principal's comfortable perch Belinda's chair was hard and wooden and Belinda fidgeted a bit to find a comfortable position.