"Look," said Amaya, holding up her hands in defense as she leaned back in her chair, "if it works, it works, and me teaching shop class for the past..."

Her eyes rolled up a moment as she tried to count, and then regretted it.

"Ooof. Several years...apparently works...pretty well! So why change it? Although I suppose it wouldn't hurt to give someone else a chance...But what do you mean?" She leaned forward again now with intrgiue. "First class? You teaching in the spring and didn't tell me, Dwight?"

To be fair, Amaya, you were sort of stuck in a time loop for the better half of a week...