I'm in Kawagoe School, just about to start the junior-high-school students' "interviews" that will end their year-or-so of extracurricular English study.

[This is largely a joke, I'm lucky if these guys are half-conscious during that forty minutes a month when I special-guest-visit their class to repeatedly drill them with such gems as "WHAT SPORTS CAN YOU PLAY?" and "WHAT SPORTS CAN YOU NOT PLAY?"]

So I'm waiting in the lobby for Steve The Kids Coordinator (real name Mitsuhiro) who will be scoring the interviews. A large group of adult students are hanging around as they always do, stuffing their faces with chocolate and parroting whatever bizarre thing Peacock decided to teach them that day.

Me: "Hey Steve, are you ready?"
Steve: "Almosto."
"Where are you going?" asks one of the students in the lobby.

And with a totally straight face, I say, "Oh, me and Steve are gonna go to the back room and kiss."
"EEHHHHHHHH?" Everybody whirls around. I'm nodding seriously and beckoning for Steve, and Steve has turned beet red and is laughing the kind of nervous laugh that can only mean he has soiled himself.

God, it's so easy.


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