Pausing in the doorway as Puck seemed inclined to talk more she smiled and glanced back again at his collection. It would be nice to take a look at something a little different than her usual books. Mayhap's on a cold rainy day or lazy morning she'd swipe a part of his collection for either her own interest or to get a better understanding of the strange man that he was. The one who someone managed to sweep her best friend away and off her feet. "I just may have to, thank you for the offer and the exact same goes for my collection, wherever Marty decides to squeeze it in that is." Shrugging her shoulders at wherever that may end up she'd offer another flitting smile and slip out the door to go find her boyfriend.<br/><br/>Rounding the corner at a decent pace, her thoughts now wondering about her own books to stack she'd collide lightly with Scar who was looking back the other way. The warm soft press of her curves molded to the other womans as she reactively wrapped an arm around Scar's hip while the other braced against the wall to steady them. Spending all day pushing carts and carrying stacks of books had made her pretty nimble when it came to avoiding collisions, though the best she managed was not to knock heads this time around. "Sorry!" she quickly blurted out.