[ His feet slip off of the desk, as he sits forward, scrutinizing her from over the frames his glasses. Really, where does he know her from...? It's gonna bug him until it comes to him. ]

Maybe. You tell me. Is it?

[ A long, pregnant pause. ]

...You passed. I would've given 'em to you, for the record. Is there something else you need?

[ It would have been easier on them both if she just asked for the answers to the test, but he'll entertain any other requests she has, if she's determined not to do things the easy way. ]