A shabby but pleasant-looking shop has appeared in town. There is no name on the outside, but looking through the window will reveal a small dimly-lit room filled with old-fashioned wooden bookshelves. The shelves are packed with an assortment of old and rather dusty books.
Taped to the inside of the window is a sign, hand-lettered in neat but rather old-fashioned writing:
CLOSED
Apologies for any inconvenience
A. Phale, proprietor
(OOC: the shop, which sells rare books, will be open anytime after today. However, in RL I have a job and will only be able to respond to posts after 6:00PM ET -- US.)
(Second OOC: I am not British. I humbly apologize in advance for any rampant non-British-ness in these posts. I'll do my best!)