The entirety of dinner had been as enjoyable as it ever was; chained to her seat without any convenient excuse to disappear back to her office, not even paperwork could save her from this. At least they were questions he could anticipate, students with too many questions about dragon pox as a whole - and way too pointed questions about how to get out of exams. As if she couldn't spot the difference between those blasted Weasley's Wizard Wheezes products and actual dragon pox, and have them escorted on their way back to their exams within ten minutes with their detention slip in hand. She hadn't been born yesterday, and she had learned half of the more mundane tricks from her own days at Ilvermorny. Cassie was more than pleased that she didn't have to deal with the majority of the student body until they wandered through her hospital wing.

Towards the end of dinner Cassie had gotten just a bit more short with each new question, ready to just get out of there and settle in for the evening. So, when the headmistress had finally brought dinner to a close Cassie was on her  feet and out of the hall before the first student had the chance to rise to their feet, let alone run her down to ask just one more question. She reached the teacher's lounge in record time and shut the door quickly behind her, slumping against it for a moment and taking a deep breath before allowing her eyes to scan the room - making a beeline for Andrew and collapsing into the chair across from him.

"Barely, it was a pretty close call and I think everyone survived." Cassie sighed, shifting back in the chair and making herself comfortable. "The last minute desertion didn't help." Between all of the rest of the staff that had actually made it to dinner they had had everything managed, but that didn't mean a bit of extra aid wouldn't have been appreciated - or even a pleasant distraction. Cassie shrugged at Andrew's question, "As grueling as ever. The closer we get to exams, the more suspicious questions I end up getting." Nothing that she couldn't handle, though. "What about yours, any unfortunate transfiguration?" She hadn't had to deal with anything of the sort today but the stress leading into exam season could certainly bring around a lot of simple mistakes.

Sometimes Cassie just wished that she could disappear for the last few weeks of each semester, all to avoid dealing with the kiddos trying to trick their way out of classes and exams. Her innovative proposal would undoubtedly be turned down by the headmistress, as it had been the first time she had somewhat jokingly mentioned it. Not to mention that the little hellions would surely end up getting away with their schemes since her substitute wouldn't be nearly as tuned in to their ploys. She was invaluable due to her "deep understanding of the mischief making the students got up to" whether that was a compliment or a rather confused assumption about her own time spent at the school, Cassie wasn't quite sure. Any sort of seal of approval, if that was what that had been, was appreciated given what she'd been managing since she began at the school - not to mention the more than fast learning curve that she had been on since the beginning. Getting through each day took a special kind of someone, and some days she just didn't quite measure up the same.

"I'm fairly certain everyone survived, but something could have happened once I was out the door I suppose." Cassie shrugged and grinned, "There hasn't been any unusual screaming though, so that's probably a good sign." Any time there was a loud enough ruckus it always ended with patronuses flying about to alert the staff. Thankfully she'd only seen that once, because the students really should have known better than to set off magical fireworks, even as a bit of fun, so soon after the war over in England. As much as she had appreciated the sentiment everyone had been more than on edge thinking somehow stray death eaters had made their way into the school and were going after the students. "And that is why I leave up a ward to alert me to emergencies and come down to the dining hall a bit early, so I don't get trapped." Most of the urgent stuff, she had learned, trickled in during classes so she didn't feel too bad leaving the ward up as an extra precaution when she left even if it meant she might end up having to make a mad dash back to the hospital wing. "Then again, I don't actually have office hours so I have to deal with everyone and anyone who wanders into my hospital wing." Which meant that sometimes she was up half the night dealing with some sort of flu that had first struck someone up late studying, and then manage all the students who came down on the off chance they might also be sick. She clearly needed a bit more help around the wing.

"There's fascinated, and then there's trying to get up close and personal with the symptoms." Cassie snorted at the memory, "Asking me exactly what the sparks and pockmarks look like." It was a wonder that any of them thought that they were being subtle enough to not get caught, and Cassie liked to imagine that she had been a fair bit brighter than that back when she was in school. But then, she hadn't exactly been trying to avoid classes either. The sulking when she called them out on it and prescribed a bit of detention as a cure was just a bit worth the trouble, if only for the amusement. "Oh, the poor kitty. I assume it made it back to cat-hood in relatively one piece?" Cassie rather hoped so, because if she ended up counseling whatever heartsick student it might be, she might end up making a special trip to Diagon Alley to hunt down a kitten for them.

Cassie grinned, "And I'm sure that's why you're their favorite professor." If it stopped them from ending up having a talk in her office with them, she'd be happy. Though, unlike the students they might find making out in all of the hidden corners of the castle Cassie had been rather straight laced. More afraid of getting caught by a professor and getting reprimanded than anything else. Not to mention being one of the students who "got caught." Not how she had wanted to spend her school years, even if she had partaken once or twice - that she'd admit to. "Who knows, maybe they'll think better of it tonight and you'll make it to your bed early." Cassie certainly hoped that nothing popped up as soon as she made it back to her office.