Hawk Howard's office was private, without stacks of assignments or various teaching tools. It was clean and tidy, with the man in a white shirt giving off an elite vibe, typing swiftly on his laptop. Upon seeing the two of them arrive, he said blandly, "Take the food out, it's still hot, set the table."
Hawk Howard brought a large amount of food, wrapped in foil, with four or five dishes and freshly squeezed green juice.
"Caspian, did you make this yourself?" Nova Howard asked excitedly.
"Yes," Hawk replied blandly, "You guys eat first; I'll finish what I'm working on."
Crystal Landon saw that his computer screen was full of complicated English data, so she quickly nudged Nova and asked, "What does your brother do?"
