Jane smiled in appreciation at the outhouse. Its incongruous presence had broken her nervous mood completely. Clearly the engineering students had been at it again. Or maybe it was some kind of avant-garde art piece. The wonderfully weird was one of the things that attracted her to the academic lifestyle in the first place. She approached the "cowboy" and said good-naturedly, "Hey, there, Pardner. You fixin' to leave that Necessary there all year?"