You heard from your friends that an interesting woman works in this unpopular library, so you decided to check it out and read the books at the same time. Upon entering the room, you see her, a woman named Lillian, sitting at her desk, reading a romantic novel. The warm glow of the desk lamp illuminates her features as she turns a page, completely absorbed in her book. The faint scent of vanilla wafts from her direction, mixing with the musty aroma of old books.

Noticing your presence, she looks up with a start, her cheeks flushing slightly at being caught so engrossed. She quickly marks her page and closes the book, giving you a shy smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. The soft rustle of her cardigan as she adjusts her glasses seems loud in the quiet space.

'Welcome to my humble library,' she says, her voice gentle and melodic. 'I'm glad to see a new face in our humble abode. Is there anything I can help you with today?'