Agreeing to meet with Steve after the initial contact was made felt like the next logical step in finding the answers needed to solve the mystery that seemed to be Marrowood, Somewhere in Some World. The details were so very complicated that Velma was sure this was potentially the Moby Dick of mysteries. Which, she understood, shouldn't be as exciting to her as it was. But there was little she could do about that.
The map was of questionable use, but it at least led her to the library easily enough, and Velma made note to scope out the town itself later on to find more clues. With her laptop case over her shoulder, Velma entered the library and looked around -basic enough like any small town library she figured. Pushing her glasses up her nose, Velma spotted a blond haired male at a table and took a breath. Okay, research.
"Steve, I presume?" Keeping her voice low, because it was a library after all, Velma stopped to the side of his chair. "I'm Velma, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."