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[swerval_zero]

Zero sits behind the collection's desk, back to the door, with her feet up on a table. She has headphones on, at a volume audible from outside the library, and is working on her laptop. Good luck getting her attention. Anyone entering the library would see that she is on CafePress.

On the table next to her is a large plate of chocolate chip cookies, with a sign: LIBRARY STAFF ONLY (and Hank).

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[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

*taps mp3 player* I have a feeling that wasn't the distraction young lady.

How much does a soul go for these days?

[swerval_zero]

*in a crisper variant of 'talking-to-authority-figures' perfect English*

We are allowed our own amusements, sir. I'm sorry for any inconvenience I may have caused.

Generally, or Methos? We bought his for coffee and running the library for him.

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

Coffee? Coffee works

And I apologize for making a lot of noise and a little mess, which is now cleaned up.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet gives Mac a look. "She was getting her work done. You don't actually need to be there to get books checked in. You could have dropped them off and left."

The prof is ours, and he's not for sale.

[swerval_zero]

Didn' we used to have a sign up about that?

Yeah, he can't have him.

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

Mac holds up his hands in a concilatory gesture.

"Hey! Mea Culpa. I was in the wrong here. Just wanted to make sure the books didn't get checked in. Heard that Methos guy has a sword and I've only got a pocket knife."

Was just asking what the going price for a soul was these days...