Better than Emerald's last trip to a book store.

Emerald browsed around, happy to be here for pleasure instead of... Dirty business. Killing off Tucson didn't exactly give her much time to enjoy a decent book. And honestly, no one on her team was particularly fond of reading more than the average person. Don't even get her started on Mercury, the guy was never interested in anything that didn't have pictures in it. Really, it was juvenile.

"Huh, they have Third Crusade. More than Tucson's Book Trade can say," she remarked.

"Tucson's? Why does that sound familiar?" Jaune asked, not realizing he vaguely remembered it from browsing the news on his scroll recently.

Realizing she may have slipped up, Emerald acted naturally, and simply shrugged. "It's just a book store Mercury and I visited about a week ago," she partially lied. It was actually just a couple days ago, but having Jaune realize she was there on the same day as the murder might result in suspicion that she was responsible. Which she was. Well, her and Mercury. She did not need that kind of scrutiny.

"Huh, wonder if Blake knows that one," Jaune remarked. "Maybe that's where I heard it."

"Probably," Emerald grinned. "I guess I'll buy this, if you'd excuse me a sec?"

Jaune nodded, putting the question out of his mind, and let Emerald go to the counter. Soon enough, they were leaving, Emerald humming with the book in her bag.