Deciding to go on the hunt for a new book to read - and to perhaps pick up a copy of the J. Alfred Darrow book that he had helped illustrate to send to a couple of distant relatives that had inquired about it - Jacques had made his way to Floruish and Blotts. When someone he didn't think he even knew cast a frown at him, he rose an eyebrow. The cashier certainly was not speaking of him!

As it happened, the cashier seemed intent on the man who had frowned at him. Jacques was not really one to intervene (he was most definitely a lover not a fighter) but he had felt like the man thought it was him - or trying to make it seem that way! "Trying to cast the blame for your thievery is hardly gentlemanly behavior," Jacques stated as he tried to help the cashier out by blocking the door.