"Alright Nino remember, just the book. No other, unimportant details."
"Yeah dude, no worries. Just got a lil' bit excited last time."
"Ok. I just wanted to make sure; that's all." Nino nodded. "Now, what was it that you heard about the book?"
"Sweet! So, I was with my cousin at this cafe. It was a bit small there, and we were just there for a break from shopping for my mom, but their cheescake - dude, I wish you could have tried some of it. That cheesecake was da bomb! I think Marinette's dad can make a better one, but it was so light and creamy, and just the right amount of sweetness-"
"Nino! The book?"
"Oh right, sorry Adrien. Anyways, we were enjoying the yummy cheesecake when my cousin, who's a mechanic, was talking to me about this frequent customer he had. He was asking him about the book you were looking for - the dark red cover with gold outlining and a mandala in the middle. Don't worry, I only asked him I was looking for it - just to make things easy - and then he said the customer was all like
'Yeah, I think I know about it. My babe was just telling me about it a couple of days ago."
"His babe?"
"Yeah. So, a couple days ago before meeting my cousin, he was with his boyfriend at his place, and the boyfriend was like
'Hey honey, my neighbor was complaining to me again about this book she couldn't get.'
And he was all 'You mean Rosa?'
Then he was all 'Yeah, came over to my place for our weekly tea day and told me about this neighbor of hers - an old chinese man who was a great masseuse in her apartment. She saw this cool book after a massage, but the old man took it away and said it was part of his 'private' collection."
"Private? And you sure it was the book?"
"Well, according to my cousin from the customer and his boyfriend that the neighbor was all
'Yo I never forget a book in my life! Nope~ not this lady! Not even something as ancient and unique as that one.'
She couldn't buy it, read it, touch it, or even look at it when the old man took it. Now I thought this may be the one, and I know you would want to try anyways, so I convinced my cousin to ask his customer to ask his boyfriend to ask his neighbor for her neighbor's contact info."
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"Here ya go!" Nino exclaimed as he held up a piece of paper.