Alasdair shook his head with a bit of a smirk as he set the box on the table and flopped into one of the chairs. He was only really at the apartment to cajole Freddy into helping with boxes, anyway, since the house he'd ended up with wasn't far.

"The ranting over Hanukkah was loud enough that I heard it." Or rather, one of his seniors was an understudy and had whispered all about the drama queen fits in class. "I think he might have a voodoo doll of King Elisha, somewhere."