Tinsley started attending Coffman High School in Dublin; though she started a couple weeks late, it seemed not to be a problem. Artemis found out he is no longer allowed to set foot on St. Bartleby's School for Gentlemen's campus due to his (and this is a direct quote from the principal) "uncooperative attitude and general vindictiveness." So it is no surprise really what happens next.

"Artemis, I've enrolled you in Coffman High School for your senior year!" Angeline beams at supper.

Artemis drops his fork and it clatters against a china plate. "What did you say mother?"

"I said -"

"Nevermind, I heard it, I just don't want to believe it. I refuse to attend."

"I won't force you to watch the twins on Saturdays." Angeline says.

With Saturdays free, he'll have more time to plan, to think, but he's still not happy with the price he's paying for it.

"Fine." He grumbles before dismissing himself to his room.

"So, about Tinsley." Butler says, as he cleans his Sig Sauer. Artemis heaves a noticeable sigh of annoyance. It seems everyone is bringing her up, and he doesn't want to talk about it.

"Butler, before you continue that sentence, please do me a favor and don't," Artemis says.

"I just want to know one thing." Butler is the only one Artemis will allow to push a topic he doesn't want to be pushed, so he knows he can get Artemis to open up a little bit.

"Yes, and what is that?"

"You hired her to work for you, and yet you avoid her like the plague. I'm just curious as to why."

Artemis cringes ever so slightly. Whenever he is around Tinsley, he has noticed he is distracted. He can't focus as well, and a criminal mastermind who can't focus is not a criminal mastermind at all. So he's been avoiding that situation.

"Her job is neither to socialize with me, nor am I required to socialize with her. She's simply here to work." Artemis informs Butler dryly.

There is a knock on the door. "Um, Artemis."

Artemis opens the door to reveal a very tired looking Tinsley. It appears working at the estate and juggling school are starting to take their toll on her. She hands him a ticket to an upcoming art exhibit on September first, and another one to Butler. She keeps the last one.

"Angeline thinks we should all go." Tinsley is trying to smile, but Artemis can tell she's expecting him to say no.

"Fine." He says, surprising even himself at how quickly he makes the decision.

"Oh, okay, well - cool." Tinsley says, with a genuine smile, the smile that is the very source of Artemis's distraction.

Tinsley leaves, excited for the upcoming day, and Artemis quickly allows his heart to calm itself. Is it going to be like this every time he encounters a pretty girl who has a nice smile, he wonders, filled with panic and dread at the thought.

Artemis starts school on the second of September, so he has mixed emotions during the drive to the art exhibit on the first. Of course, Tinsley is being optimistic enough about it for him; she talks on and on about how the students are so very nice, and how she's sure he'll make some good friend. Artemis says nothing, he merely nods in the appropriate places to make it seem as though he's paying attention. Honestly, what does Tinsley mistake him for, a socialite? Of course he is not going to make many friends at school, he doesn't want to. Still, in a small way, Tinsley's smiling face makes the inevitable events of tomorrow seem not so bad.

The art exhibit is about an hours drive from the manor, but the time passes quickly. As they pull up to the museum housing the exhibit, Artemis adjusts the tie of his Armani suit while Tinsley straightens the wrinkles out of the pale blue dress Angeline lent her for the occasion. Finally, Artemis allows the prospect of looking at art to soothe his nerves.

Tomorrow can wait; today, I am going to enjoy a few masterpieces. Artemis thinks as Butler opens the museum door for Tinsley and him.

Half an hour or so passes, all too quickly for Artemis who spends at least ten minutes per painting to fully examine the artistic details of it. Butler taps him on the shoulder. "Artemis, I don't see Tinsley anywhere."

Artemis is annoyed at the interruption.

"She probably went to the restroom." He says quickly.

Tinsley returns a few minutes later, and Artemis notices she puts her phone back in the matching pale blue hand bag Angeline lent her. So she must have been making a phone call. Not only that, but she now looks on the verge of tears. He doesn't know how to ask what's wrong, he's afraid it will cause her to start crying as she explains it. The trio spend another two hours there before Artemis reluctantly allows them to head back home.