Susan was in the library for much the same purpose. She was the kind of woman who liked to accomplish as much spycraft and ruin with a whisper in the right--or wrong--ear at a proper party or salon, so she needed to be able to blend in regardless of location.

She looked forward to it, really, and hoped that whatever lay ahead would be an interesting challenge. But for the moment, what challenged Susan was a particular book, it was supposed to be in a certain spot on the shelves though when she went to take it, it was gone. Frustrating, but not insurmountable.

Susan made a slow circuit around the room, finally spotting the book in question being read by another young woman. She approached with a friendly smile, saying "There it is! I've been looking for it everywhere. May I borrow it after you're through?"