Despite having been here almost two years, Lisa still marvels at the scale of this library. If she needed to do research at home, the place she went was kinda small. Homey, at least, but there were very clear limits on what you could accomplish without requesting books from faraway places or using the online catalog. It was at least part of the reason for wanting to go somewhere bigger, to be able to learn stuff without having to search halfway across the state. Now, looking around, she's got a certain sense that there's a lot of work ahead of her, but at least she won't have to do it alone.

It doesn't take her terribly long to find Elliott; true to his word, there's his bag. And his laptop. And a pile of books... sheesh, he got started already, huh? Rather than announcing herself right away, Lisa sets her gig bag down on the table just beside his books. When he turns to clear his things, she flashes a gigawatt-smile down at him. "Hey! Elliott, right? Anxious to get started?" There's a messenger bag slung over her shoulder, and she's dressed for the cold, a somewhat heavy jacket over her, heavy denim jeans, and a solid pair of boots; she briefly takes a half-step back to shuck her hat and shake out her hair. But her attention is very clearly on him the whole time.