You walk up next to him and peer over his shoulder. When do you think--?
COLLECTOR: “GAH! How long have you been standing there?!"
Oh, that was sooner than you expected.
YOU: “Not important. Can I use the computer?"
COLLECTOR: “Sure, fine, whatever. I'll find something else to do for a while..."
He mumbled this, more to himself than to you, and shuffled off in the direction of the bookcase. The inquisitive child followed him.
It looks like you have the computer and the corner all to yourself, mwahaha!
Now you can -- oh? It looks like he was in such a hurry that he forgot to log out, leaving a bunch of open tabs at the bottom of the screen. Mm, you shouldn't... but you can't resist!
