<div class="floatright">(http://img232.imageshack.us/img232/5483/tumblrlm5y18il3v1qjdnyz.jpg)</div><strong>Katrina Pettingworth (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=148150.msg6707405#msg6707405), Librarian<br/>Location:</strong>Brown University Library, APRIL 30, 1927, About 3PM<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Phillip Baxter.<br/><br/>A smile came over her face as she glanced up to Phillip Baxter, though she recognized his voice easily enough.  "Good afternoon, Mr. Baxter," she said, putting a sheet of paper in the book to mark her place before standing.  "Sally asked me to take over for her, though I'm only here until thr-"<br/><br/>The sudden, permeating tones of the clocktower's bell marked the passage of the hour into 3 o'clock, and she smiled with a touch of embarrassment.  "Well, until now, I guess.  I have a few questions for you when you have some time, but there's no hurry."<br/><br/>She was always happy to speak with Mr. Baxter.  On top of everything else, he was gracious to her, one of the few who could both treat her like a lady and understand her intelligence.  She'd dealt with more than enough who couldn't understand that brains and beauty were not mutually exclusive, rare though their company may be.  If only he was a little younger...but then, perhaps it was his age which gave him his wisdom.  Besides, he always seemed happy and she wouldn't want to rob him of a well-lived life even in a hypothetical.