Arlin is in the Chicago Public Library, wandering through the stacks with a small armful of classic literature. Some of it he's read already, some of it he's meant to read and never really got around to it. Right now he's looking over the philosophy books, occasionally making a little scoffing noise at certain names, and occasionally pulling a book out to rifle through it. Huck is rockin' out in the Conrad Hotel's bar. She's not drinking anything (well, she's got a glass of water), and is huddled... read more
