Not really. [ She huffs, both of her arms crossing over her chest, giving the board one last-ditch search for any kind of clue. Nothing. ] Pretty unhelpful, as far as libraries go.

[ Blue reaches to pull a hanging paper tab from off of one of the flyers and tucks it into her pocket — pottery lessons, she might as well learn a new skill or two while she’s here. ]

I’m Blue, by the way. My professional title would probably be… Waitress/Dog-Walker/Environmentalist. [ She laughs quietly. It’s the library, after all. ]