Linwood's day is unpleasant, to say the least: the assistant manager threatens to kick him out of the greasy spoon if he doesn't order something other than coffee, the ER is crowded when he gets there, and the tired middle-aged Hispanic nurse responds to his crack about 'beaners' by taking a little longer to fetch a doctor to check him ouit.<br/><br/>Still, he has a moment to look at the book, which is surprisingly plain.  There's nothing in it, as near as he can tell, but the following inscription on the first page:<br/><br/>An Answer For An Answer<br/>A Question For A Question<br/>That Is The Bargain<br/>What Do You Seek?<br/><br/>As Linwood is pondering this, the doctor arrives--too young, way too young!  He looks like some goth street kid in a lab coat, not even old enough to be the greenest of interns.<br/><br/>"I'm Doctor Morris," he grins.  "Let's have a look at your arm, shall we?"<br/><br/>+++<br/><br/>"Yeah.  Pentacostals.  Bunch of morons who think they're holy.  Normally Rocky's a total asshole, but this time he's just a motherfucker."  He shrugs.  "I have no idea what Jose's problem was.  But...well, you know how it goes, right?"<br/><br/>Danny pulls into traffic...and proves to be skilled at the Art of California Driving.  Which is to say, he's fast and reckless and treats the laws like guidelines.<br/><br/>"Anyway, Rocky said you'd be arriving, and you'd probably have some trouble, so he suggested someone come pick you up.  Since I'm nobody but the faggoty little gofer," he rolls his eyes, "I figured I could stand to get the fuck away from Mister Macho and the Nacho Twins for a bit. So here I am, playing chauffeur.  Hope you don't mind."<br/><br/>He laughs and shakes his head.<br/><br/>"Oh, yeah.  He said you'd want to spend some time with the Librarian, so if you need anything during this joyous ritual, go ahead and ask.  I'm, like, the designated flunky."<br/><br/>He cuts off a Ferrari, makes a wild left turn against traffic from the center lane, and heads into a bad neighborhood.<br/><br/>"That's Rocky for you.  Been holed up and out of his fucking head for the last month with peyote and acid and who knows what the fuck else, trying to tap into Dreamtime while he's still awake.  Just my fucking luck to have dated his last room-mate, so of course he knows my name...which is how I got the job."