5:23 PM >> Down to the lobby...

INT. THE LIBRARY LOBBY

SET UP IN THE LOBBY IS THE SPREAD. STALE COFFEE. A PLATE OF COOKIES. AND SOME LIBRARY NEWSLETTER FLIERS. THE PLACE IS ELDERLY RETIREDS, MOMS WITH THEIR ANNOYINGLY BRILLIANT TOTS, AND TED. THEY'RE ALL THERE FOR THE FREEBIE SNACKS, BUT SOMEHOW TED IS THE ONLY ONE WHO LOOKS LIKE A LUSH. A VULTURE.

TED'S NOT MINGLING. HE PRETENDS TO BE INTERESTED IN THE LIBRARY'S UPCOMING MONTH OF EVENTS WHILE DEVOURING HIS SECOND OR THIRD COOKIE.

HE SPOTS THE NOTE MAN LEAVING THE LIBRARY AND DOWN THE HALL TO THE PUBLIC RESTROOM.

TED DROPS A HALF EATEN CHOCOLATE CHIP CARCASS BACK ON THE TRAY AND FOLLOWS.

INT. BATHROOM

TED SPOTS THE NOTE MAN AT A URINAL. TED GOES TO THE SINK TO WASH HIS HANDS AND WAIT.

THE MAN FINISHES AND JOINS AT THE NEIGHBORING SINK.

TED
There you are. Note man. You weren't going to leave without a snack were you?

MAN
Just who the hell are you? Following me around in the public library. What do you want?

TED (now embarrassed a little, but as ever persistent)
Hey, hey, I wasn't following you. But I just thought. Look, are you a spy? An agent? You are aren't you? All those notes from the legal books and stuff, you're a...

THE MAN PRODUCES A SOME SHARP OBJECT FROM HIS POCKET AND PUTS IT TO TED'S NECK.

MAN
Freak. Listen to me. Stay away from me with your spy nonsense. Ok? Just leave it go. Forget about it.

IN A SECOND THE MAN IS GONE AND A ELDERLY GENTLEMAN ENTERS THROUGH THE SWINGING BATHROOM DOOR.

TED IS DRIPPING WITH FEAR. HE GRABS THE GENTLEMAN BY THE SHOULDERS.

TED
I knew it! I knew it!

HE DANCES AROUND EXCITEDLY WITH THE RETIREE.