"Curiosity is the lust of the mind"- Unknown

Coco began biting her perfectly polished nails, all the while tapping her foot at the marble flooring at a rapid pace. Her foot was practically on par with Oobleck's spastic, caffeine-filled, personality. Even Oobleck's blitzes through the classroom weren't as fast as Coco. They both occupied the same classroom, so it wasn't hard for bystander nearby to compare the expediting duo with one another.

Just like Velvet, she had let her mind wander during the transition of classes. When she came to, she found herself friendless. It took her a few moments to finally realize that Velvet was, in fact, in the medical class. Deep down, Coco silently cursed to herself. She was never one to partake in such a "dull" class as medicine, but after the words that Port had told them in the previous class, it piqued her curiosity. Now, it was quite evident Coco didn't need to pry into businesses that weren't hers, however, it did regard her closest friend. And that didn't sit well with her. She was a human being after all, and just as susceptible to curiosity. Ironically, some could compare her to a cat in this scenario.

By this point, everything seemed to move much slower from Coco's point of view. Usually, it would be a frantic race to jot notes in Oobleck's class. And gods forbid from him getting his hands on anything remotely resembling an espresso. However, Coco actually wanted time itself to be just as fast as the professor. Her interest in the new professor was practically killing her. She had too many questions. None of them would be getting answered if she didn't get out this class. Right the hell now.

Finally, the bell signaled for the students to attend to their evergrowing hunger. But Coco wasn't exactly interested in eating. Immediately, she sprinted out of Oobleck's class and into the hallway. Her speed alone had even managed to leave Oobleck himself in a daze. She glanced first to the right and then to the left before a grim thought began to dawn on her. She had absolutely no idea where the new professor's class was. If it wasn't for her sunglasses, she would have facepalmed as hard as she could right there and then. Coco began cursing herself for not asking Velvet about the matter. Sure, she knew all of her teammate's quirks and habits, but even so, Velvet's whereabouts still eluded Coco. 'Where is the new professor's class?' She should have asked instead of letting her mind wander earlier.

The campus of Beacon was also quite grand in its scale. From time to time make students full-on sprint towards their next class, in the hopes that they would not get punished. Alas, this task wasn't going to be a smooth "tour of the campus". Coco didn't even know where to begin her search. So when push came into shove which gave into relinquishment, she was going to have to do something that she hadn't done since she was a little girl. It was a task that required her to swallow her overgrown pride. She was going to have to ask a professor to divulge the location of "Velvet".

Coco made an audible sigh as the idea came into fruition in her mind. But she didn't want to waste any time just wondering about the campus. She didn't see much of a choice, whether or not she did hold herself in a high regard. So it was then decided, she was going to have to ask one of her superiors. Now it just became a question of "who". Coco started sifting through the possible candidates within her head. Port, would probably go on a full-blown nostalgic rant on how "he too became lost many a time when traversing the four kingdoms". Oobleck, was just in his class and probably couldn't give Coco clear cut directions. This left Glynda as Coco's best bet, seeing as asking for directions from the headmaster himself would be both a hassle and too much for Coco's pride to swallow.

And speaking of the devil's mistress herself, she rounded the corner just as Coco finalized that she was her best bet in finding the new professor. Coco approached Glynda in a rushed manner, catching her a bit off guard. "Excuse me, Professor Goodwitch", Coco spoke in a timid voice, contrasting her unabashed personality. "Do you mind telling me what classroom the new professor is in?"

Glynda was taken aback by Coco's unexpected question. This was the first question that Coco had ever asked anyone since her arrival at Beacon, as far as Glynda knew. Even she knew that Coco disliked the assistant of others, preferring to accomplish tasks on her lonesome. But even Glynda figured that everyone could use a little help, from time to time.

"Professor Pryderi is located not too far from here. I am under the assumption that you have just left Professor Oobleck's class, have you not?" Coco simply nodded her head in response to the question. "Then just continue down this hallway and turn left. At the far end, you will find Professor Pryderi's classroom."

Coco nodded, as she ran the directions she was told through her head. "Pryderi..." She thought to herself. It was an odd name, perhaps foreign? Or it could even be chalked up as an alien language. Still, the name gave her a vague idea as to who he was. But before she let her theories run wild, she put a leash on them, quelling them within her mind. Coco didn't want to assume anything, not when he was just a ten-minute walk away.

"Thank you miss Goodwitch," Coco said politely and sincerely; but she still diverted her eyes from her peer's. Once again, Glynda raised an eyebrow, questioning whether or not this was really the Coco she taught throughout the school year. Though, she didn't have enough time to humor the thought before her scroll ringed. Glynda simply nodded her head before looking at her scroll and continuing to walk to her destination, albeit at a much quicker pace. Coco, on the other hand, recited the directions Glynda gave her. She then began making her way through the halls. Counting each door as she based by them, she finally stood at the end of the hall, right in front of a crimson, wooden door. It was a rather unusual door, as it required a sliding motion to open it, rather than a push or pull motion.

Coco reached for the handle, but then stopped. She was so frantic and rushed in her previous actions, that she did not have time to think about what to say or do when she finally reached her desired location. "What to say... What to say..?" She thought to herself, only this time it was audible to her ears. She was so nervous that she was talking to herself.

Breathing rhythmically, she managed to calm herself. Closing her eyes, she sifted through her mind for an answer, or perhaps an excuse. Opening her eyes to the crimson door, Coco then reached for the door handle. She was going to peer through the door, nothing scandalous or anything. She was going to do it in a quick fashion, to begin with. But right as Coco reached for the handle, the door flung open by itself, followed by a familiar voice.

"Coco?"