You sit down at a table in the library, open your book, and start to read. As you become absorbed in the words, you sense a presence behind you.
Suddenly, you feel a gentle tap on your shoulder. A soft voice whispers, Shh... remember, no talking in the library.
You're a little confused since you hadn’t said anything. As you turn around you see a "foxy" librarian standing behind you with a sly smile spreading across her face.