Beacon Academy; a shining… well, beacon for all hunters-in-training, who flock to this school every year to become the best of the best in slaying the beasts of Grimm. The headmaster, Professor Ozpin, was enjoying his morning coffee when he suddenly got a message on his personal scroll. On it was a message from an old friend; not as old as he is, but still not as recent. The message read,
"My dear friend, Professor Ozpin of Beacon Academy, the hunter who stands above all hunters in Remnant, wise beyond the collection of both my years and the years of others.
We're visiting Jaune.
Sincerely, your favorite student, JLA."
Professor Ozpin was now choking on his coffee, and scrambling to find the special button he had installed to call Glynda. Once found, Ms. Goodwitch rushed as quickly as she could to, though hesitantly because the last five times was for a coffee run, she opened the door to Ozpin sitting at his desk, scrambling through the drawers to find… something.
"Glynda!" the headmaster shouted with glee as he saw his faithful assistant in the doorway. "Come in, come in, I have urgent news, but first, I was wondering, where's the flask I confiscated from Qrow when he was attending Beacon?"
An odd question. "I believe it's in the bottom right drawer, right next to-." He was already downing the contents of the flask. The assistant was shocked to see the Headmaster drinking so early in the morning. "Professor Ozpin! What on Oum's great Remnant are you doing?! Not only is it too early to be drinking, but that flask has been in there so long, you're certain to drop dead!"
Professor Ozpin set the flask down after chugging most of its contents before looking to his scroll and sending the message to her. Upon reading it, then rereading it, then re-rereading, she looked up and asked one simple question.
"Did you save any left for me?"