Axl: Hey, Professor Kepley. Axl Heck. I'm in your America and the Cold War class? You probably don't recognize me 'cause I sat way in the back, but I was always there.
Professor Kepley: Okay. Pig in a blanket?
Axl: No, thanks. Listen. Here's the thing. I was supposed to take your final this morning, but, uh, I hit a bit of a snag. You see, I can't really go into details here, but my dad is actually an astronaut with the International Space Station, and, uh, NASA lost contact with him this morning.
Professor Kepley: Ah.
Axl: They're still trying to decide whether it was a technical error or our enemies in space. And I can't really say any more for security reasons, but you're in luck, 'cause I could take the test now, and...
Professor Kepley: Stop. I've been a professor for 29 years, and I've heard every excuse. All of you millennials coming into my office thinking you can get a pass by making up some lame excuse. Just once, it would be so refreshing if someone were to come in here and tell me the truth.
Axl: Okay. You're right. You're right. I'm gonna be honest with you. I accidentally wrote down the wrong time. And I am so sorry.
Professor Kepley: Thank you.
Axl: So, can I take the test now?
Professor Kepley: No.