fandomtownies | Book Haven, Tuesday

Okay, so perhaps Evan hadn't thought through this 'being employed and having a telepathic dinosaur' thing very well. Not that he'd really planned for this, granted. Old Lace and Ozzy had gotten along fairly well on Sunday, when he'd left them alone together in his room for his library shift, but Old Lace had looked kind of pathetic when he came back to his room afterward. And, well, she had huge eyes. He was quickly learning that his dinosaur gave better puppy eyes than his dog did.

So today, he was trying something a little different. Ozzy stayed behind again, and Old Lace came along with him, under the strict understanding that she would behave herself until lunch time, when he'd take her for a walk to get some exercise or something. She seemed amenable to that (or at least that's what Evan had gathered from the look on her face), and she'd come along with him to work.

Today at the Book Haven, Evan was putting out a display of dinosaur books. Old Lace was helping. If, by helping, one meant she was sitting and watching curiously, occasionally snorting whenever she spotted a cover that caught her interest.

So far, so good!

[Open, OCD-free!]