Cliff raises his hand while everyone is quietly taking a test. I walk over to him, but notice he is making eye contact with Richard across the room--trying to communicate something silently. I cop a faux angry expression.
Me: "Ahem. Yes, Cliff?"
Cliff: "Naw, see, go away. You messed up my mojo. Get away."
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