Putting the book on top of the pile on her desk she turned, grabbing another one from the bookshelf behind her. She was cross checking something she'd spotted. And she was making sure she wasn't imagining it. She flipped through the book quickly before she set it aside, going back to the first one.  It was unusual, she didn't normally imagine an irregularity but it would more than likely just pop up in one of her other studies. She marked the pate with a post-it, before she continued on, sipping at a glass of water. Was it getting hot in her office? She'd have to get a damned fan sooner or later. She began flipping through her book once more, or so the last thing she remembered went. Anyone passing by would see the lovely glasses wearing woman slumped over her pile of books snoring softly.