After Jennifer left, Lana smiled and waved goodbye to her, then turned to Lukas with a teasing smirk.
"Well, Mr. Celebrity," she said, nudging him lightly with her elbow, "ready to go back to boring lectures and professors who don't care if you're a Nike model?"
Lukas laughed. "Hey, I'm still a student, remember? Fame can wait."
They started walking together, heading back to the lecture halls. Lana carried her half-eaten sandwich in one hand, nibbling now and then as they walked under the golden afternoon sun.
"You know," Lukas said with a grin, "if you take Jennifer up on that offer, you might just end up a supermodel. Hollywood might be calling."
Lana rolled her eyes and giggled. "Please. Me? A supermodel? I can barely stand still for a photo without blinking."
"You're already halfway there, you know. Tall, pretty, elegant, and now discovered by a big-time actress."
Lana shook her head, the smile still on her lips. "Thanks, but I've always wanted something simpler."
