33“Exceptions? Of course we make exceptions! If we don’t, half of Berkeley would be empty. Look at the number of oddballs in this department, yours truly included.”
A quick bow and he was up like a jack-in-the-box with a laugh loud enough to wake the dead.
“So! What took you so long to come? Professor Chen told me about you last semester. Great guy, isn’t he?”
Tall and lanky, his light brown eyes were twinkling. Perched on his hawk-like nose was a pair of wire-framed glasses with one of its legs held by a safety pin. His curly brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and tied with a bright pink ribbon. He was wearing a pale pink and white floral shirt, candy pink jeans and white loafers. In Singapore, men did not dress like this unless they were pondans, she thought, squirming at her o
