A boy named Sous

"Right," Tia said, grabbing Mark's arm and tugging him away down the hall a bit faster than he was already moving. "Have fun!"

"Is it just me, or is Priestly maybe starting to go a little evil?" Mark asked.

"He's only been here half a year," Tia said. "He's just a little squirrely from the cold." She glanced back. "If he's still crazy when spring comes, we'll start checking his wardrobe for themed costumes."

"Okay," Mark said, scritching Stevesie soothingly behind the ears. "So long as there's a plan."