*grins at you, though you can't see her (and neither will anyone else until she decides they should)* *thinks this night might not be a total waste, after all*
*whispers, a hissing thread of inaudible thought for your ears alone* Scaaaaaary mortal. Scary little thing. You're not supposed to yell in a bookstore. *or maybe that's a library? whatever, places with books are supposed to be quiet!*