Tax Time. The library undergoes its annual transformation from library/office to office/office. The computer is showing spreadsheets, not manuscripts or YouTube. Papers are being collected. It is during this “discovery phase” that a Certain Object arises to the light of day.
She: What is this?
She (holding up Certain Object): Candy? CANDY??? This is CHOCOLATE.
Me: You’re right. Did you find the receipt for the ink while you were—
She: Don’t change the subject!
Me (frowning): I thought the subject was taxes.
She: The trivial stuff can wait. We’re dealing with this now.