The librarian adjusts her glasses to allow her big rheumy eyes a better look at the punk rocker. "I'm sorry," she says with equal parts confusion and suspicion, "you were told to donate that?" She points a stubby finger at the machinery in Blaze's arm, standing up from her desk. "I'm sorry, but I don't know anything about this," the librarian says.

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Wanna give me Manipulation + persuasion/subterfuge?