Another day, another dollar, or that’s what people said anyway. Zhan Yao was about to become a fully contributing member of society, if he could finally pick a pair of pants to wear to work and actually get to the university to teach his classes, but first time nerves were hard to beat over that kind of matter for some people, like him. He had his first class for the semester, with a guest speaker organised and everything, so he felt considerable pressure to do his future well and start the course like Shen Ge did in his biology courses, with a smile. Pants of any kind would also be helpful, to avoid public exposure charges.