New Cafe

The group of four finally made it to the front of the line. As they waited, Chase overheard something surprising—students were putting in major requests.

"Are we changing our majors too?" he asked Diana, raising an eyebrow.

Diana nodded. "New classes have been implemented. Some are specifically meant for gods, but there are still mortal ones. We can change them anytime we want. Why don't we schedule ours for the mornings, take only six classes a week, and have classes only four days a week? That way, we'll have Fridays off. Two classes per day on two days and one class per day on the other two."

Chase considered her plan. It actually sounded reasonable, so he nodded.

When they reached the front, a man with striking green eyes, a bald, shiny head, and dark skin—though not unattractive—looked up at them. "Names and desired majors?" he asked.