Sure!

Get paid to flirt? Hell yes you can do that! You tell the librarian you're in, and she smiles. "Great, come with me."

She hands you a pouch of gold, then leads you back through the warren of books and cabinets, then through a door in the back room. A girl is sitting there, looking like the cutest coed you've seen in a while, even if her skin is lavender. She's sitting down by a desk, though it looks as if you caught her daydreaming, rather than hard at work. She brushes her blue-green hair our from in front of her bright green eyes, and hurries to rise.

She has stubby horns on her head, and as she stands you see she has hooves rather than feet. It seems she's a dranei, but you're fine with that. She's wearing a cloak loosely, with a simple dress under and her breasts are quite small, especially compared to her boss, though there is a noticeable bulge at her crotch. She glances at you briefly, before turning to face the librarian.

"Aya, I've brought you a new research assistant to help you with your work. I'll be in front if you need anything." So saying, she turns on her heel abruptly and leaves, closing the door behind her. You turn to face Aya, and find she's no longer looking at you, her eyes turned down to the tabletop, and the manuscripts on it.

"H-Hello..." She speaks, barely above a whisper.

"Hey Aya," you say, using your friendliest voice. "What are we working on today?"

"Well, I'm researching the start of this town, and these are the records we need to go through, to track who came and when and where, marriages and deaths, deeds and foundings." She indicates a sheet she's been writing on. "It all goes in here, then I sort it out later for my book."

Ah, she's a college student, that explains so much, you think to yourself. Speaking aloud you say, "Well I'm not much for writing with a quill, so why don't I help you find the information you need, and you can do the recording and organizing, since you're the senior researcher here." You grin at her, and she rewards you with a smile in return, then begins to direct your work.

You continue through the afternoon, working diligently, but carefully flirting, subtly at first, but more and more eagerly as you continue though the day, as she continues to warm up to you. By the end you're regaling her with a story from your own time in freshman year of college, and some potentially questionable choices made under the influence. You're both sitting there laughing when the librarian knocks gently on the door, and announces that they're closing now.

You gather your things, and Aya lays a hand on your arm. "Thanks, I had a lot of fun today. Do you, do you want to come back and help me again sometime?"

"Sure Aya," you reply, and her face lights up. She leans in and gives you a peck on the cheek, then eeps softly, and pushes past you out the door. As you head back to the inn and smile; you think you've made a friend.