Salazar chuckled softly, "Any old book, you say? Then you have come to the right place, it's what we specialize in. And no, it is no bother at all."<br/><br/>He gestured as he spoke all directions in accordance to facing the front door from the inside, "In these middle isles are the history books from North America, South America, Canada, and the islands within those jurisdictions. On the left wall are the history books from Asia, Japan, Korea, and their islands. And on the right wall are the books from Europe, South Africa, and the other Middle Eastern countries. Along with the history books are journals and diaries that were rewritten and produced for certain circles in the publishing and historical worlds. However, this shop only has the less reputable ones from those who were servants, lower class, or didn't have a major role in history. And the only reason they weren't published before and only to select circles is because the owners or writers were supernatural beings and there are such related entries." Salazar took a pause and cleared his throat, he had accidentally went into lecture mode.<br/><br/>He was about to ask if the young wolf, as his nose now told him, if he was looking for anything specific but Sarah had made it back to the front.<br/><br/>"Hey, Boss man, you don't have to lecture the customers you know. Also, I put a copy of inventory on your desk." She said as she walked over, no one believed she was a manager at times because she was dressed as a true goth despite being an Angel. Also she had the bubbly personality of a high school cheerleader at times, though it was always apparent when she spoke.