The front hall of the Dining hall had been turned into really awesome old classrooms. I was standing in one looking at a painting that was made of very thick glass so it reflected a lot of light. A man (who sort of looked like Mr. Epshteyn) came in and told me to stop looking in a mirror and get out of the classroom. I said "Excuse me? My family has been teaching here for almost thirty years! I go to school here, and I'm waiting for my class to start!" I turned around and saw another girl from my class sitting down. "Isn't that right?" I said to her and she nodded. I turned back to the old dude. "Would you like a tour of the school?" I asked the guy. "I'll take you around the classrooms here and we can end up at the piece of art i was just looking at.
I don't remember too much of part two. It was sort of like a video game and it was in my Canada House. I used these counters that looked like slices of cake to clean up the house. Mary MC came into the house and looked at the cake like someone had eaten it, but I didn't have time to explain otherwise.
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