[ She knew what to expect from the video and she doesn't really judge based on his appearance. Appearances meant nothing, they were just a shell that supported whatever was on the inside. Of course, it never hurt when that shell was something attractive, did it?]

Teaspoon of honey, I hope it's not a problem.

[ She isn't a fan of his attitude, either. She waits for him to enter first and then sets her own cup down, circling the desk until she is on the opposite side, one palm pressed firmly against the surface. ]

It seems that you have calmed down. I can understand your perspective, but I would hope that you can also see from mine. If I do not assert authority, I will be walked all over -- particularly as a new teacher. For that matter, you insulted me. Repeatedly. While I should not have responded in kind -- and I apologize for that as it was very unprofessional -- you can hopefully understand why the only "correct" response would to be to serve you more hours.

[ She lifts the cup, pops the lid off and takes a sip, sighing as she removes the rim from her lips. ]

I'll sit through this hour with you as penance for my attitude and then we can part ways, Mr. Mishina.