Huh. That really just happened.

So, I had a copy of The Emerald Flame set aside on the side of the circ desk, because I was planning on taking it home this evening.

One of our regulars came in this afternoon, and before wandering off into the stacks, paused at the desk to say hello.

After doing so, he spotted the book, looked at it, looked at me, looked back at the book, and then, proceeded to LOOK BACK AT ME WHILE PRETENDING TO GRAB HER BOOBS, COMPLETE WITH SQUEEZING MOTIONS.

Then, he just smirked and walked off.

It was... something.