Arsan ignored their faces and leaned forward, towering over the man who looked up at him, clearly intimidated, "I'm looking for something and I think you'll be able to help me."
The old man carried his glasses up his nose bridge and folded his hands over his chest, "As you can see I don't really get a lot of people, or sometimes someone at all."
Arsan pushed the book closer toward him, "The author. I'm not particularly looking for someone but I do need to know if this book was published at your library, sir."
