Day 11, Sentence 2:
The librarian, an energetic young woman with red, frizzy hair, green-rimmed glasses and a curious habit of popping out suddenly and unintentionally startling patrons – or so she said; you never knew with librarians – was busy working at her desk when Trixie and Honey entered the main reading room, intent on finding a book which detailed how to construct a covert surveillance system for the clubhouse using only common household items.