Books! In every cranny and all the nooks.

[animated]

[ Bookstores are always interesting places, though this one is perhaps a bit moreso than most. Large, towering bookshelves stuffed with well-worn paperbacks, stacks of books in corners when they simply won't fit anywhere else. The forefront of the store actually features a pretty decent comic book section, making it an ideal place for crowds of teenage boys after school lets out. (The wouldn't dare visit during school hours if they were ditching, since the owner's been known to rat them out.)

Speaking of the owner, he's a little on the scrawny side, but not uneasy on the eyes. Making this a spot for teenaged girls as well, if only so they can giggle amongst each other and steal glances at the blond behind the counter.

But, being as it's the middle of the day on a weekday no less, said blond is tidying things up. He's got a rag and some Windex, and he's cleaning a large glass case in one corner of the shop. ]

Comments

[salamandher]

We can't really get rid of it if we can't find it.

[animated]

Can't the, um, what was his name? Can't Fedora find it?

[salamandher]

Maybe? Worth a shot, I guess.

[animated]

Might as well. It's an animal, right? Surely it has a scent.

[salamandher]

Is it an animal? Some people say things like Bigfoot are spirits...

[animated]

It's described as an animal, and it has to physically hide itself, at least it does according to this, so it's got to be a bit more than a spirit.

[salamandher]

Okay. But if this thing eats my face? I'm haunting your ass.

[animated]

I guess that's a fair trade.

[salamandher]

You bet.

So let's hope there's no face-eating. Okay?

[animated]

For both of our sakes? I do indeed.

[ he replaces the book, and the stool waddles off to wherever he keeps it ]

[salamandher]

[She watches it toddle off, keeping very... very still.]

And that's just sweet of you.

[animated]

What can I say? I'm a sweet guy.

[salamandher]

And someday, you'll make the sweetest wife there ever was.

[animated]

Ha. If only.

[salamandher]

"If only"?

[animated]

You and Jacob don't spend a whole lot of time in magic society, do you?

[salamandher]

Not really. He's... Jacob and I don't like "society".

[animated]

A wizard's power is passed down to his sons, and believe me when I say wizards are all about their legacies. Homosexuality is just not a Thing That Happens.

[salamandher]

So... don't date wizards?

Or just find a really out-of-touch one. Like a gay Jacob. Because we're not spouting out boys. Or babies.

Ever.

[animated]

Okay, first of all, Jacob is just as much as an anomaly as I am. Second of all, do you know how hard it is to just... date a normal guy? I've tried, trust me.

[salamandher]

Yeah, I do.

So... don't try normal, but don't try wizards? There's got to be like... fairies or somet--

[Hold up. What did she just. Oh crap.]

-- I mean like. Little People. Actual pixie dust and shit.

[animated]

[ Staaaaaaaare ] I can't believe you just said that.

[ A beat, and he just starts laughing ] I can't believe you just said that.

[salamandher]

I'm... that wasn't...

[FACE IN HANDS.]

... I should go.

[animated]

Wait, wait. It's okay.

If I can't laugh at things like that after all this time, I'm in for a very long and unhappy life.

[salamandher]

Okay, fine. Horrible tongue-slips aside.

My point still stands. There's not-normals.