"Right?" Cissie gives a heavy sigh and leans back against the wall next to him, crossing her arms over her chest. She's more relieved than she can properly express, having him here and in the same boat. It's nice to not have to explain how she's feeling, because if she finds this so completely backwards, she can only guess he's about ten times more frustrated. "It's like... Who's running this place anyway? Did they even do their homework?"