It was getting late, back at the book mines The Librarian and Krasavits were gazing through books. Krasavits had trouble scouring through the books that were in the same language but The Librarian was well versed in what seemed to be all languages.
“It’s got to be in one of these! It’d be a lot easier if you didn’t need a specific version of the song. How are you doing?” The Librarian bubbles excitedly.
Krasavits only had around three books that she could even read, “Can’t find anything myself, I’m glad you’re here or I wouldn’t find it on time.”
“Yes! It’s great that I exist,” The massive woman giggles.