Griffin watched the girl type for a few moments before she asked him something, jolting him out of his reverie. Something about getting coffee? He supposed it couldn't kill him. "Why not." He looked back to his own screen, then up as a huge female towered over him. Oh lord, it was the ogre witch, quite literally. She was annoyingly pretty, for an ogre, at least. "Do you need something, Stheno? Or are you just wasting space as usual?" He usually had to deal with stupid insults and bribes to do projects, and even then she couldn't seem to summon an ounce of gratefulness. She looked at his screen with squinty eyes, probably trying to deduce insults in his statement and whatever was on the screen- a combination of letters, numbers, and tabs that she should have learned years ago.
She finally huffed, smelling of musky perfume and faint garlic. Ugh, he hated his sensitive nose sometimes. "Shut up, birdbrain. I need help." Griffin raised one eyebrow. No bruises or death threats yet- maybe it was because of the human right next to him. "Only if you say please." he taunted, smiling sarcastically. "I will punch you into next week, litterbox. Just get over yourself and see me on Sunday in the nonfiction section of the Dragon Den." Griffin gasped in shock. "The Dragon's Den, eh? I thought you didn't read. Or couldn't, for that matter." He might as well be as salty as he could; she didn't seem ready to back out on him just yet. He'd put up with her crap, she could get over a few stingy words.
She glared at him through red-brown eyes, stalking away with a toss of her dark green hair. "Finally." He looked back to Jessica, hoping she hadn't been thoroughly terrified of the fangs Stheno may or may not have bared at him. "I'm up for coffee. Just gotta make it through class." Griffin was more open to hanging out with a -gag- human after the ogre came around. He might not hate ogres as much, but a simple cup of caffeine was not something he wanted to skimp on.