She was shocked at the sudden outburst of words in a language unknown to her, and jumped as she quickly turned around to find that it was the first guy, A. He corrected himself, before making his way over to her and showing off his own lesson in semi-professional yoyoing. After that, he climbed up a ladder against the shelves, which Verity had yet to notice, and pulled out a large, old-looking book.<br/><br/>Verity almost squealed with pure joy at the site of the book. Oh, God, finally! All of her questions, answered, once and for all. She could hardly even contain herself as A held it in front of him.<br/><br/>The Keith-Edwards guy piped up, though, pointing out that the information might be biased or just some form of propaganda. After his suggestion, Verity waited for someone who would actually know the difference between the truth and a bunch of bullcrap to check it out. It was so hard, though. She felt like she'd been waiting for this one moment her whole life. She managed to keep her features calm and placid, not letting any hint of impatience show.