Sid left with von Engels and the small Japanese women, Yukina. Lexi waved a small wave and suddenly the room felt very small with her and Neo.  Ignoring that feeling, she said wistfully,<br/><br/>“Does Mr. von Engels realize that woman is madly in love and devoted to him? What is their story? I’m sure it is a long one. “ Lexi was really just trying to make small talk but in light of the last few hours, the memories she had of Neo were not memories for being able to seriously concentrate on the business at hand. She brought out the book and sat it on the counter. The two of them began to pour over the text. Lexi would find something promising and would mark it with a slip of cash register tape, then Neo would point something out and they would examine it closer. Once they even bumped heads as they moved in to peer at some ancient manuscript. Lexi was careful not to touch Neo, even though being in his presence made her breath come quicker and her pulse pound in her ears.<br/><br/>Outside the dirty plate glass window, the sky began to weep. At first, it was a regular Seattle drizzle but soon became a regular downpour. The sky grew darker and the wind picked up. Lexi could see a few hardy tourist with umbrellas that had been turned inside out. Lightening streaked across the sky and the lights went out.<br/><br/>“Fuck this,” Lexi said and came out from behind the counter. “No electricity. We are fuckin closed. Not that we had any business to speak of any way for the last few hours. She stretched, putting her hands in the small of her back. “ Oh, my god. I can’t believe we have been at this for five hours. No wonder my eyes are tired. Do you think we found anything that points to an answer?”