All right, so the movie wasn't terrible. Some parts certainly were, but as a whole, it was a tolerable way to waste time. But then the movie ended, and it was announced that it was going to play again for the next shift. Rita definitely didn't like it enough to immediately watch it a second time, and so she forced herself up to her feet and made her way to the library.

While the books in the institute had failed to provide any useful information thus far, Rita supposed she might as well try some different ones. She didn't have anything better to do, in her condition. The mage immediately went for the meager-at-best occult section, then looked over the titles for anything that seemed worthwhile.

Unfortunately, without a background in Earth's magic, it was hard to guess at the contents just from looking at the titles. Rita supposed she'd just have to bring a few to a table and flip through them. A selection of texts by someone named 'Crowley' caught her eye, but as she reached up to pull some down, a sudden sharp pain in her chest caused her to drop her arm with a hiss.

Great. One arm in a sling, and the other couldn't stretch that far without aggravating her chest injuries. With an annoyed look, Rita glanced around, then zeroed in on a taller man perusing a nearby shelf. "Hey, you. Tall guy."

She pointed to the books she'd just tried to reach, up on a shelf several inches above her head. "Think you can pull some of these down for me?"