They stepped into the office, which smelled faintly of expensive perfume and unauthorized scented candles. Ava sat behind her desk, looking unusually focused on a bedazzled tablet.
"Okay, look," Ava started, not looking up. "I’m rebranding the school's image. 'Abbott Elementary' is too... academic. It sounds like a place where people learn things. I need something with more zip . Something that says 'I might be a student here, but I’m also a burgeoning influencer.'" [S2E4] Principal's Office
"Ava, we are a public school," Gregory said, his voice dropping an octave in disbelief. "We don't need 'zip.' We need functional plumbing in the second-floor girls' bathroom." They stepped into the office, which smelled faintly
"I have to, Gregory!" she said, her eyes bright with a mix of terror and excitement. "If I don't, she’ll probably try to make us teach in togas. And I am not a toga person." "I’m rebranding the school's image
As they walked back down the hallway, Janine was already scribbling notes on her flyers. "Okay, so maybe a budget red carpet. We can use that red butcher paper from the art room..."
The heavy oak door swung open, and Ava poked her head out, her sunglasses perched precariously on her forehead. "Enter, my subjects. And Janine, if those papers aren't coupons for a bottomless brunch, you can leave them at the door."
The air in the hallway outside the principal's office at Abbott Elementary always felt a little thinner, especially when Ava Coleman was the one who summoned you. Gregory stood there, adjusting his tie, while Janine bounced on her heels beside him, clutching a stack of "New Student Initiative" flyers.