Lexy, o emperor of the library, exalted ruler of the bound pages. Might I please, as I am on my knees and begging, be your apprentice? I could bring you your morning coffee, paper, mail, kick out annoying people from the library. Anything. Anything to serve my King!
I have no need for further assistance. My library is crowded enough as-is. I nearly bumped into Caldera some seven months ago, and I would prefer that not become a more frequent problem.