"Frumpy little old ladies." Abbie answered, not looking up. "Nothing against them though. Librarians rock. The lady at my library sets stuff aside for me and e-mails me cat macros. She's like, 50, and still goes to sci-fi conventions at stuff. Last Comicon I saw her dressed up like somebody from Star Trek." More information than he needed, but he had asked, and that justified it all in Abbie's head. She smiled triumphantly after sliding a few more pieces in and looked back up at the librarian guy. "She doesn't have tattoos though." she said. "Those are pretty cool."
Though as she was looking she realized he had a lot of... marks. Her brow furrowed and she looked up at his face, curious. "How'd you get those?"