[b]Amy Snow[/b]

Amy nodded at his question about another sip of cider. She took the sip and realized she was sitting on his lap. "Oh, I'm sorry." Her eyes went wide and she got up and sat in a chair. 

"We were talking about books." She said taking a shaky breath. Books she could talk about all day. Her eyes glanced around the room at the collection in it. Some of the books she had never seen, even at the Library of Congress. "Oh my is that actually a copy of [i]The Golden Bough[/i]?" She moved over to it and pulled it off the shelf to look at it. Distracted from Nero briefly by the old anthropology book.