"It's not that big of a deal,"  James replied, even though to him it was.<em>You'd think that if she intends to buy something for a friend, she'd at least know what it is her friend wanted.</em>"Only, creativity doesn't really help when looking for a book.  The titles and covers can be misleading, if they even have a cover or dust jacket and aren't just an older book with the title written on the spine.  It really, really helps to know the title of what you're looking for.  But... let me see what I can find with what you've told me.  'Really old' and 'female author' narrows it down quite a bit."<br/><br/>Creeper's one orange eye slowly opened at her touch, and a deep, resonant purring started.  The cat rolled onto its back and stretched, his hind paws pushing a stack of magazines off the countertop and onto the floor.  From where he stood at the computer James scowled at the animal, muttering 'little monster' under is breath.  He looked back up at the young woman and thought he saw her blushing, though he could understand why... Wait, does she like me?<br/><br/>James opened his search engine and began clicking on keywords.  After a few moments he had a list, then cross referenced it with the first editions he had... and paused.  "Uhm, I think I've found it, and if you're buying this for a friend, you must be a great one."