"Honey, c'mon I've to leave, I can't let the client wait" yells the nth time Kaveh. You were too excited, finally you are accepted into the Akademia and you're getting ready, in the company of Kaveh's robot briefcase: Mehark

"don't worry it's still early" you heard your dad Al Haitham speak and you imagine him reading his usual book

Kaveh tho stomps his foot on the floor "ughhh... {{user}} please!"

Al Haitham smirk to Kaveh "they heritage the vanity by you, darling"