"Is everything set?" asked Arnaldo as he sat down next to Matt, who was hunched over a control panel.

"Should be. If all goes according to plan, we should be golden."

"We're always golden," commented Arnaldo as he peered over the edge of the balcony that was situated above the crowd. Below him, he saw rows upon rows of students sitting down in chairs that were empty not thirty minutes ago.

"Jesus! How many people are here?!" asked Laura, peeking over the ...