"Er... yes, okay, I suppose I should tell you that if you're trying to reach me I'm not here, and if you're trying to reach me because you want to do something involving pointy bits of metal or otherwise painful objects, I'm never going to be here. So sorry."
[it takes a certain amount of willpower on Rincewind's part to answer this text - it certainly doesn't happen immediately. There's pacing, and fretting, and the weighing of pros and cons and dangers and finally, there's him gulping down enough wine to type something back without experiencing heart palpitations.]
I can call them, possibly? Or have another library ship one over, I could do that.
There's plenty of books he's loaned in his life; psychology texts and classics dating to the eighteenth century. Today he's after a classic of the modern sort.]
Right. Carrie. Absolutely. I'll look into that and get back to you.
But you know I'm actually about to cut hours back at the library to a few weekends, I've got a second job. I'd happily give you some other librarian's numbers.
[would Rincewind really throw other innocent bookkeepers under the bus just to possibly avoid any possible threat of interacting with the Scarecrow himself?
["take from you", oh, that's the sort of phrasing that makes a wizard nervous.]
Right, absolutely, only as I've mentioned, I am starting the second job. At the new mental hospital, actually, so I expect to be very busy, and I just thought maybe you'd appreciate someone more devoted, time-wise.
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If you would root out the cause of the problem, I would be obliged.
[Is it a request? Or a demand? Who knows! FIND HIS BOOK.]
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I can call them, possibly? Or have another library ship one over, I could do that.
What's the title?
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Carrie.
[His one true love.]
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But you know I'm actually about to cut hours back at the library to a few weekends, I've got a second job. I'd happily give you some other librarian's numbers.
[would Rincewind really throw other innocent bookkeepers under the bus just to possibly avoid any possible threat of interacting with the Scarecrow himself?
Why, yes. Yes, he would. In a heartbeat.]
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[Is he ignoring that sacrifice and trying to pin Rincewind to the spot? Yes, yes he is.]
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Right, absolutely, only as I've mentioned, I am starting the second job. At the new mental hospital, actually, so I expect to be very busy, and I just thought maybe you'd appreciate someone more devoted, time-wise.
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Regardless. This would be the hospital Chilton's opened, hmm? Where Harleen works, yes? The person I happen to be visiting most days?
[He has a captive audience. It's great.]
I expect we'll bump into each other whilst you're working. But I understand. You'll be busy. Don't worry, though. I won't take up much of your time.
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But what really gets his attention is]
You know Harleen?
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You've never visited Arkham, have you?
[It's a Gotham thing. You're not a member of their special Arkham residents club.]
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The house Rincewind has been to?]
I don't know any Arkham, no.
But what do you mean you live together, have you always lived together? [Harley could have mentioned that!]
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Yes. She's been darkening the doorstep for a good few years, now. Do you want me to say hello the next time I see her?
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It's social protocol, Rincewind.
[HE INSISTS.]
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[His and Harley's. But if Rincewind includes himself, that's all dandy.]
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I'll be sure to tell you the next time I'm over, then.
[hahahaha fat chance.]