Her lips quirked, as if indulging in a private amusement. She assumed his flirtation was compulsive rather than genuine interest. She supposed there was something to be said for older men that hadn't lost the impulse... Whether or not that would be a very flattering something remained to be seen.

"We have rules in place to prevent such abuse of our materials, Stark. Rules and spells. I recommend you attempt to break neither." They had come to their humble music section, consisting of several dozen combined cassette tapes, CDs, vinyl records - and a few odds and ends otherwise.

Illyana gestured to a small sign on the top shelf: Ask at the front desk for available media playing devices. "Do you need a cassette player?" She glanced down at his chest. "Or are you plug and play?"