"I've seen you both do pretty well as committee members, and despite you losing your privelages, I know I could trust you with such a book...but...I can't trust the fates to not send a teacher your way, and not having you discovered with it in your possession." Reaching over to the polished surface of the table, yet again...he tapped the surface once-twice-thrice...and stuck his hand into the reflection's ripples, pulling out a big ring of many keys, modern and old, "Your girl is a keeper, tell her that I'm sorry about what happened." Unlocking the chains, he dropped the chains onto the unpolished part of the table and held the book over to the youth.

The hardcover book was completely black, with a black dust jacket...on the cover were two hands, with a magnifying glass being passes between them, the title "Sniffers" in a fancy white font on the top, and the author's name "Tiffany Mayor" in a scaled down version of the same font on the bottom. Stuck on the cover, partially obscuring the magnifying glass was a sticky note, [I]'teeny-bopper forbidden romance guff'[/I]. "Careful, I foresee a rough time reading in your future." Then, Orin gestured to one of the study rooms.