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Kumbe nezu, tohtineh.
What is going on?
Oh, you're acting weird. What happened?
No, no, no, no! Put those down.
We did not check these yet.
What has gotten into you?
Michaela Ramos, the Michaela Ramos!
She's going to be here today!
She has written three bestselling series,
one of which is my favourite,
the Bloodiest Moon trilogy.
Five peasant girls discover that every month,
power gushes from their...
Oh! I do not want to hear this.
... third eye.
Their cervical eye, from which knowledge flows,
along with the remnants of their uterine lining.
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la.
You done?
- Menstruation. - Ah.
Oh, she is such good medicine!
Okay.
That would explain the... the gaggle of mini Jaqs at the door.
Or is the correct term "a murder of Jaqs"?
Stop doing that with your face. You're creeping me out.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Jaq, do not bring those she-devils in here.
It's here. We've got it!
Do not summon them.
I am so sorry. She's...
A fan. Don't worry about it. I'm used to it.
I apologize, Madame... Mrs... Madame Ramos.
You can call me Michaela, dear.
You are a literary treasure, and it is an honour to meet you.
- Aw. - Would you consent to an embrace?
Mm-hmm. Of course.
Big Library, check it out. Jaq's embraces now.
Oh. Jaq, I never got my welcome hug.
Because you didn't write "Crimson Triangle."
Oh. Oh, um, I'm Howard, by the way.
- Oh. - It's a pleasure to meet you.
I got to say, introducing a magical looking glass
that sees into people's dreams...
I am relying on you to take care of Michaela.
- Can you handle it? - Yeah, of course.
Okay, good, because Michaela's foundation
has been known to give generous donations to institutions.
- Oh, I know. - Right?
- Mm-hmm. - I'm going to show her manager
that Jameson could really use a hefty donation,
and you are going to host Michaela, okay?
Right. Yeah. Oh. Okay. Um, yes. Okay. It's all right.
I got you. Good.
It's all part of the game.
Uh, Michaela, when will your manager be joining us?
Jo will be here momentarily.
You have the library's copies of "Witch Hunt," yes?
Oh, they've arrived from Midtown.
Uh, Bryce will put all that together.
- Oh, good. - And I'll show you to the reading area.
Oh.
Looks like you're maxed out of renewals on this one.
- Not possible. - Yep. You've had your three.
Well, I need it again.
I'm only halfway through my fourth reading of it.
You've read it three times. I think you're good.
I can't survive without this book.
It's literary oxygen!
Please, please!
I'll tell you what. I will renew it one more time.
Thank you.
Well, congratulations.
You just created a repeat offender.
What are you talking about? I know where to find her.
Here. Always. She's going to be our boss one day.
Exactly. All the more reason to strike her down now
before she becomes too powerful.
Bryce, look. Patrons come in here all the time
looking for renewals, and when I comply,
they always return.
Um, uh, you've done this before?
Yeah, often. It's no big deal.
Not a big...
Look...
You've never had to pay for your crimes.
When I worked the penitentiary library,
I made sure every book was returned,
even if I had to go to their cell to get it.
Unless, of course, it was Stranglin' Jim,
because he always returned his stuff on time.
Nice guy, but you wouldn't want to make him mad.
Otherwise, he would... whew... get really passive aggressive.
Anyway, I digress. Hey, Greg!
- Oh. - Greg.
Yeah. Uh, Big Library here has declared free reign
- on anything you see. - No.
Just take it and bring it home forever.
- No. Bryce... - Okay. Thanks.
Hey, don't you get it? It's a slippery slope.
You let one book out, and the rest will follow.
Next thing you know, you've got an empty library.
- Okay. Or a library. - Huh?
Uh, Greg, yeah. Uh, I was... I was being sarcastic.
Wendy discussed this at autism sensitivity training.
I don't get your sarcasm, Bryce.
Ah, it's a lot of books.
Huh. Not sure how many we'll need.
We are honoured that Michaela chose Jameson Library
to be on her book tour. The Michaela Ramos Foundation...
She should be at that Indigo in the Eaton Centre
with a proper stage,
but she chooses to be among her people.
Well, that we are. Her people.
Our little library could use fresh coat of paint,
if only it were in the budget.
The puppy was fine, but I never went
back to that park again.
I can't believe I just told you my first period story.
Ah, you'd be surprised.
If I had a nickel for every period story I've heard.
Yeah. You know, when I first started writing,
uh, all of my short stories were about periods.
I called them the Moon Time Chronicles,
and you know, they weren't as good as your stories,
mind you, but...
But they could be.
Someday.
Jaq, would you like an invite
to an author roundtable event?
Here. Add yourself to my friend list.
Okay.
I'll DM you about the roundtable.
Okay.
Oh. Huh.
I just got five new followers.
Oh. Looks like you've got yourself some new fans.
Bryce, no one is cheating the system.
Look it up. See how many unreturned books are out there.
Look it up. Facts. Facts.
I don't know. All this looks pretty normal
for a library our size.
Wait a minute.
This one's been out for over 10 years.
- "Moby Dick." - I've called this patron
every year since it went AWOL.
Number went dead a couple years ago.
We should remove it from the system.
- What? No! - Or... or we could probably find
a new contact on them pretty quick.
Ugh. Privacy is dead. The government needs to stay out...
- Found it. - I'll call them now.
- Call them? - Hearing the shame
in their voice is one of the perks of the job.
Just when I thought you were all out of red flags.
- Hello? - Hello. This is Bryce deLaurel
from Jameson Library. Is Christopher home?
- Hello? - Hi. Yes.
This is Bryce deLaurel from Jameson Library.
Christopher has a long-overdue book.
Oh, dear.
Yeah. Oh, dear indeed.
Hell... hello? Uh...
Ugh! No!
Okay. Stop making those noises while I'm undressing!
I look like an Amazon delivery.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Sorry. Sorry. I'm just... I'm distracted.
I keep bumping up against stuff in this novel.
Don't waste your mind
on that YA garbage.
I don't know. I'm just worried that this book
is sending the wrong message to teens.
You look like the CEO of shortbreads.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
- I do. - Mm-hmm. So, you know,
ostracized teen. Great. Fun. Love it.
But Herbadette gets kicked out
for doing some pretty horrible things, you know?
Uh, she... she's a magical bully.
Unless I'm reading too much
into her speech on virtue signalling.
It's just coming across as, "No accountability
is a good thing," like those... like those people
that rave against cancel culture or whatever, you know?
But why would Michaela do that?
Did I read this wrong?
What did you say the occasion is?
I didn't.
Okay. This author hero of yours,
isn't she in the building right now?
Yeah. You're right. Yeah. I'll just talk to her.
That's the suit.
- How's desk duty today? - Oh, riveting.
You'll never believe this.
Bryce contacted a patron about an overdue library book.
Doesn't the system send out an email for that kind of thing?
- The system? - Ah.
I am the system, and no, I don't do emails.
- Forgot my password. - Where you going for lunch?
I am going to collect that book and maybe some shame.
Thanks to you, I have the address,
- and it's not far. - Bryce, this isn't prison.
- You're going to get arrested. - How?
I'm reclaiming stolen property for the city.
I'm basically the police.
The library police.
Library police. Don't get me started
why Bryce shouldn't be policing anything.
I better go after him.
You know, he thinks he's the Batman of books,
but he's more like the George Zimmerman of books.
Are you enjoying my novel?
Uh, uh, uh, yeah. Yeah.
Your writing style's impeccable.
Really angst-y. It's just, um...
I just feel like "Witch Hunt"
might come across as anti cancel culture
and receive some major blowback.
Imagine that. Mm.
What?
- Hey! What do you got there? - Michaela signed my copy.
Oh. Uh, you should know she's not who I thought she was.
Oh, no. Is she another white lady
pretending to be not a white lady?
- No, but she... - Oh, shh-shh-shh.
I don't want to hear it. I am sick and tired
of the things that I love being ruined because people
are awful. I'm going to go read my book
- that I already paid for. - But she's...
Already... paid for.
No receipt.
Well, it just goes to show you that this place really does
need to be entirely rewired, but that would cost a fortune.
Fascinating.
Wendy!
Wendy, bestie!
Oh, that's Wendy. Yes!
Aren't you Wendy?
Oh, another Wendy.
Uh, she's a regular.
Like family, really.
Um, she's unhoused.
We have many programs for the unhoused
that are based on donations.
These programs are so essential.
- Yeah. Oh. - I would love to ask Wendy
- about them. - Wendy.
- Hey, Wendy. - Oh.
Check this out.
Oh, no.
I... I mean, uh,
oh, no, you didn't!
Is that vintage Liz Claiborne?
It... it... Oh.
It's from the Suit of Happiness,
one of Jameson's most successful programs,
and if we get any more clothing,
we're going to have to donate the donations.
Amazing. This place is full of surprises.
Ah, yeah.
Is this lanyard too heavy of a burden?
This laminated lanyard of Jameson?
When I was in prison, I had a piece of masking tape
with "Librarian" written on it.
It was all I needed.
The sunshine on my face used to soothe me.
But I know better now.
I am better now.
I am stronger now.
I am stronger. They all think I'm crazy.
I know Jaq does.
But I'm an ex-con. I am craziness crazed.
They all thought I'd screw up.
But I'll come back and tell them all.
I shall rise from the dead and show them all.
I will laugh at you all,
you hippies,
you witches,
you emos,
you Ikea shoppers.
The convict... will convict.
I'm sorry. What?
Next stop, Niagara Street.
Hey, are we DFFs today?
What?
Desk friends forever. Today!
I just need more markers, Tanya.
Can I check this out, please?
Oh, no, no. You don't want that book.
- Yes, I do. - No, you don't. It'll rot your brain.
It's my brain!
I'll tell your mom you were in the Boys' Love section again.
How you doing, ma'am? Bryce deLaurel from Jameson PL.
We're looking for Christopher.
Is Christopher home?
Reading, perhaps?
Christopher? I'm sorry, dear,
but my beloved husband died years ago.
Really?
Bryce! Bryce, Bryce, Bryce! Ah.
I am so sorry, ma'am. We'll only be a few moments.
We're just following up on an overdue library book.
Oh, goodness! Well, I'll... I'll take a look.
Might as well come in and join your friend.
Thank you so much. Uh, open or closed? Actually, you know what?
I saw some bugs out there. Let's trap them out.
Should I put on some tea?
No, thank you, Magda!
Camomile!
Four sugars and a skosh of milk!
Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
It's clean,
almost too clean.
Somebody got to her.
Would you stop touching things?
Bryce! Okay. You are acting like a psychopath!
You are forcing a widow to search
for her dead husband's library book.
Overdue library book!
And I didn't ask you to come.
Why don't you pop your earbuds back in
and pretend like I don't exist some more?
Okay. You have some explaining to do.
This is ridiculous, even for you.
What is your deal?
This was the first book I lent out,
on my first shift at Jameson,
my first job after prison.
The first thing I did,
and I already fudged up.
It's haunted me since.
And I cannot let it go.
"Moby Dick" has become my white whale.
Well, call me Ishmael.
Is that your Muslim name?
The growls of the mob grew louder.
Werewolves, the same fools
Herbadette took pity on.
They filled their simple minds with the vengeance
of the impoverished, brainwashed, and dumb.
They're not dumb.
Oh.
Werewolves are fictional, Jaq.
Herbadette was shunned for a reason.
She took power over Wolfeshire
by gaining their trust and then betraying them.
She's a villain.
Gasp!
Do you know who this young lady sounds like?
Bronywyn. Right?
Hmm?
She pretended to be an ally to get close to Herbadette,
only to... Mm.
Well, I don't want to spoil it for the rest of you,
but things do not end well for Bronywyn.
- Uh-uh. - Or her followers.
Speaking of following,
I need to update my follow list.
- Hmm? - She's updating her follow list.
No. Tanya, seriously?
Sorry, desk-y.
Shall we continue?
"Frankincense." Have you read Karen Munkton before?
I have, and I'd like to read her new book.
Is that okay with you, Library Overlord?
Uh, Jasmine, are you unhappy with your visit today?
Did you find that a lot of the books you want
are not available because our humble little library
doesn't have the resources
afforded to some of the more affluent branches?
What? No! I found what I wanted,
multiple copies,
but what's the use of having so many books
if I'm not allowed to read them?
Jasmine. She's the best.
- She's so passionate! - She seems lovely.
Wendy, the trolley of Ramos library books is missing.
Considering one of your staff
had an outburst at the reading,
I thought you might like to look into it.
Outburst? Oh, labradoodle.
I will get on it!
- Court? - Nope.
- Parole officer? - Nope.
Are you going to Harvard to spite your boyfriend
who dumped you and then realized you never, ever needed
his validation?
- Aha! - Whoa.
- Bingo! - That'll do.
That will do.
What are you doing with the cart full of Michaela Ramos books?
These books are going to be purified in fire and flame!
Whoo! Bonfire! Yeah!
Jaq, we don't burn books! We're librarians!
I thought I'd have to have this talk with Bryce someday,
- but you? - I'm not letting this woman
poison the minds of all these kids.
I've been there. It's not easy
to separate the book from the author,
and maybe this new novel isn't what you want,
but put some faith in the readers,
because trust me,
premeditated arson is never the answer.
Fine. Okay. Fine. I'll put them back,
but they're... they're going to smell
- like citrus forest. - Ooh!
Where.. is... the... book, Christopher?
That's a lovely vase, isn't it?
- It is. - Found it on clearance
at the Pottery Sense. I'm good at finding treasures,
but unfortunately, I can't find yours.
She's a lying snake.
Hello?
Oh, dear.
I can't hear much on that thing anymore.
I should stop answering,
but I don't want people to think I'm dead.
Well, you know what? We certainly appreciate
your efforts in finding the novel, but clearly,
we've taken too much of your time.
Can you check again?
I've checked the bedside table.
That's where Chrissy kept all his favourite books.
Well, maybe I can check.
You know, young eyes.
Oh, my God. Okay. Uh, Bryce, you know what?
Enough. Um, I'm so sorry.
We are leaving. We're leaving!
Well, she's still on the hook for the replacement charge!
Why don't I cover the replacement charge?
- It's the least I can do. - Oh, that's so kind of you!
I've lost plenty of Chrissy's things over the years.
I used to get so upset.
I put importance on the object rather than their meaning...
the memory. That's what you cherish.
Obsessing over the object only doubled my loss.
Here. All of you, you're so pretty!
Can I talk to you alone for a minute?
Certainly.
I'm sorry for interrupting your reading.
It was inappropriate.
Apology accepted.
But I stand by what I said.
I think the public can demand accountability,
and I think that boycotting and ostracizing
is an acceptable last-ditch effort for change.
One wrong move, and we lose a vital difference of opinion?
It's modern-day bullying, Jaq!
Oh, you and your fans cancelled me!
Oh, I simply unfollowed you.
No. It's a personal choice,
but perhaps your haters will reconsider
if they read "Witch Hunt."
Well, I can see that the ink has literally dried on this one.
It has.
I'll be writing a scathing review.
And I believe in free speech.
Well, we didn't get a financial donation
from the Michaela Ramos Foundation,
but she did leave us a crate of Bloodliners.
Are those the "Bloodiest Moon" branded pads?
- Yep. - Oh.
Jo thinks our branch is in great shape.
That's good, no?
Yes? Maybe.
No. Yes, it is.
Hmm.
I'm surprised you're not taking out
Michaela Ramos's new novel.
Why would I take out that problematic garbage?
- Thanks. - Ah, you're welcome.
- Ew. Bryce. - What?
What is that?
Oh. Patton Jefferson just posted a review.
Sounds like summer's hot read.
Ladies, gentlemen, gay-dees and gentle-thems...
- Okay. I'm leaving. - Hey.
We are gathered here to witness the passing
of an overdue library book.
Now, a moment of silence as Bryce indicates in the system
that "Moby Dick" has gone from overdue to lost.
Mm-hmm.
Hmm.
Okay. That was dumb.
You happy now?
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