Tammy walked into the sorority lounge, and set her book down on the coffee table.
"Hey, want to study for the calculus midterm with me?" she asked.
"Drop day is coming up," her sorority sisters replied. "I'm going to drop that class."
"Well, I'm not giving up," Tammy said. "It's a requirement for the business major."
"You should just be a dance major, really," the girl laughed. "It's not like you need money, anyway."
"It's not about the money," Tammy insisted. "I'm not here to find a husband, either."
"Is that how it is, then?"
"I'm going to ignore you."