The Morbid Socialite looked up and cocked his head with a bit of a lopsided grin. "Good morning! I don't believe we've formally met." He stood from his seat and held out a hand. "My name is Doctor-" It was difficult to hear the name over the din of the classroom, but it sounded solemn, like a distant memory. "Though I am often referred to as the Morbid Socialite. And you might be?"