"A librarian? That is a noble profession, and in a high school more so," Long says, putting in what looks to be a Zagat guide from 1983 into a box. (Followed by a copy of Les Miserables, some Dickens, and a book on growing decorative cacti.)
"The offer stands whenever. Really, I should probably donate most of these to the library here in the city..." Long said with a bit of a sigh, looking around at the boxes.
"The name sounds British. Was he?" Long seems just as eager for some innocent topic of conversation that isn't likely to lead to magic. Small talk about old acquaintances, go.
[location: hyperion hotel]
"The offer stands whenever. Really, I should probably donate most of these to the library here in the city..." Long said with a bit of a sigh, looking around at the boxes.
"The name sounds British. Was he?" Long seems just as eager for some innocent topic of conversation that isn't likely to lead to magic. Small talk about old acquaintances, go.