Biting his lower lip, Orin drew the book close to his chest, "Look, I don't need to use my divination skills to know that this will end badly if I just let you both waltz out of here with this book. As members of the disciplinary committee, you do know the punishments if you're caught with this. If anyone asks about the book while you're in possession of it, I am incapable of lying on your behalf. We'd all get in trouble. I can't give this to you. Maybe you can ask an easier teacher to sign a permission slip?"

Feeling rather bad about this whole situation, he avoided look over at them, and instead stared down at the thick book, "I can let you read it in a monitored study room as a reference book, so long as you don't damage a single page. Or, alternatively, I could make a photocopy of the necessary chapter...though it's going to take a hour or two to photocopy the hundred something pages, and I'm sure without the rest of the book, some of the stuff you'll read maybe without the necessary context. You're also going to have to pay twenty-five cents per page. So, what's it going to be?"