> "That oughta wake this place up' Rhio thought,'If only so
> they can come and complain about the music...'

"Wouldn't 'Show me the meaning of being lonely?' be more
appropriate?" Rennyb asked Rhio while she played with the DJ
controls... "If you're going to be playing the Backstreet
Boys that is."

He jumped up and wandered over to where Rhio was trying to
strike up a conversation with the semi-conscious Julian.

"Pardon me... did you say you were the Librarian?" Rennyb
grinned and seated himself nearby. "You must know some good
stories, then? Could I persuade you to spin a tale?"

A glimmer of irony, or mischief, or both crept into Rennyb's
features. "It was a dark and stormy night..." he hissed with
exaggerated melodrama. In answer, a crash of distant thunder
reverberated through the place, though whether it was natural,
some trick of Rennyb's, or some response of the House itself,
none could (or if they could, would) say.

"This is," he went on, "a place between places, after all... and it
is a custom in such way-stations to trade tales to pass the time.
I daresay (if I know my sympathies, and I do) that the one story
will draw another, and mayhap other stories will draw whomever
is needed to tell them??"