Joe thought that this would be the perfect time to suddenly interrupt Salem doing whatever he was doing. He knew that Salem's shift ended around this time, and that the library was closing as well. This would be the perfect time to stew up some shenanigans, or just hang out with Salem in general. Obviously, it hadn't crossed Joe's mind that Salem may have been looking forward to anything particular whatsoever.<br/><br/>"Here's Johnny!" Joe exclaimed, opening the library door with considerable force. The door groaned and hit the side of the wall, probably leaving some horrible mark on both the door and the wall. As usual, Joe looked disheveled and kind of dirty. He wore a dark green t-shirt and light khaki pants, both of which looked like they hadn't been washed in a week. Horribly, he wore a pair of yellow and purple checkered shoes. His hair was also horrible, hid bangs nearly covering his eyes. However, nothing could conceal that big smile of his. He carried a big backpack, slung on one shoulder. He paused, briefly, correcting himself. "Jawh, er, Joe-hnny," he finally said, obviously proud of himself. "Hi, Salem," he added with a wave, barging in.<br/><br/>He sat himself down on one of the library chairs and kicked his feet up on one of the desks. He shoved his backpack onto the table and pulled out a CD that had way too many scratches to be in working condition. Or was it? "I'm going to put this on the computers here, Salem, just thought you should know," he said, not looking at Salem, but at the disc. He was spinning it with his fingers. "I have a second one, you could help me install it. It'll be great. No one's here, right?" he eyed the library wearily for a brief second, and then went back to spinning his CD.<br/><br/>He seemed almost nervous, but in a kind of happy sort of way. Probably the sheer amount of caffeine that he had drunk earlier this afternoon. With twitchy fingers he dropped the CD, then picked it up, standing up as he did so. "You're not doing anything important, so, I figured, why not? You won't spoil this for me, right?" he asked with a quick 'I'm your favorite' smile. As if he was worried about someone watching he quickly placed the CD carefully back into its container in his backpack.