Who was coming down into the stacks? A brow arched upward when he realized it was TigerBeat. And when she noticed him, and gave that little 'fancy meeting you here' comment, he smirked.
Shaking his head, he closed his book on Sing Sing and set it in his lap, his focus settling on the younger woman, "I could say the same, you know."
Bending his legs at the knee, he propped his legs back up, his back still against the wall as he looked up at her, "Everything okay?" She always looked like someone was after her. Like a nervous squirrel or something.