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Danny's not entirely sure what he'd been expecting when he signed up for the marine biology course. First of all, it is way more packed to the brim than expected. Second of all, what the hell is Steve doing wearing GQ clothes and his glasses to talk about the whales and the dolphins and whatever the hell else they're supposed to cover? With a ratio of about ninety-percent women in the class, Danny's getting a real Indiana Jones vibe from the whole thing. He would not be surprised in the least if some of these girls have 'screw me' written on their eyelids.

Danny is not here to flirt. He is not there to be jealous (though that kind of happened against his will). He's there to learn. He keeps his head down all lesson and scribbles notes down, trying to learn as best as he can. He's got an apple on his desk for the end of class, but Danny's still not sure how long he's going to linger after if he wants to get dinner for the both of them on the table at a reasonable hour.

He does wait until everyone else filters out of the classroom -- taking his time in collecting his things, organizing his books, and straightening up his clothes (it's a class, so he's wearing a casual white t-shirt and an undone blue button-down over jeans). When the last of the buxom young women leave, Danny reclines back in his chair with his hands behind his head, and smirks at Steve.

"Well, well, Professor McGarrett. You have a real charm with the ladies."