You say to the professor, "Indeed, sir. I shall try my best to live up to the rigorous duties of every professor here."

 The professor comes up and pats you on the back, "You'll do just fine my boy, just fine." The two of you then leave the UC towards IHOP.

 The moment you set foot outdoors, the crushing realization of the predicament of Maywood strikes you. A blinding flash covers the sky, and the professor comments, "Holy shit, what the fuck was that?" Knowing very well what it was, you shrug your shoulders and say, "I don't know."

 After that, the meeting at IHOP went astoundingly well indeed. After five more years of intense study, you become the chair of the Philosophy Department at Clark University in Worcester, Massachusetts (a noted institution where Freud once spoke).