Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

After nearly polishing off their plates, Scales stood up to settle the bill.

Just as they were about to leave, they bumped into Slater, Sybil, Grace, and Arkle. The only one missing from their usual troupe was Hertha, which wasn't surprising considering she never dined at places like this. "Well, well, well, if it isn't Ms. Payne's three musketeers?!" Slater broke the ice with a smirk, but his teasing tone made people uncomfortable.

Roseanne and her companions didn't respond.

Slater's smile stiffened a bit before he continued, "What a coincidence running into you here. Didn't see Ms. Payne with you. Too stingy to treat you to a meal at such a swanky place, huh? Not like us; Ms. Edna covered our tab today." "The department really does spoil us, huh? Most of this year's research funds went to our project."

"It's a real shame, you know. You guys work your tails off for a grad degree, only to end up with an advisor who barely has a say. What kind of future does that hold for you?"

Slater's words flew non-stop, while Sybil and Grace looked on with cold indifference.

Only Arkle, ever the peacemaker, tried to intervene but was briskly pushed aside by Slater-

"Back off, bumpkin! I don't want to catch your country stink!"

and inferiority flashed in his eyes, but he continued, "Come on, we're all classmates here. No need

shut it? You think you have

got a mouth, don't I?" Arkle retorted, his

was not his

Know your place, will

Arkle hung his head.

face unfair treatment. Keep your head down until you're strong enough to make them look your way. But Arkle wondered, would

suddenly spoke

always say they hope

move to remind Slater not to overdo it,

could lead to

him a hard time. Just can't stand people who

and her group,