Eirian giggled as she skipped through the bookshelves, stopping every once in a while to inspect an interesting title. Nothing was in Portuguese, which upset her, but nothing could really bring her down. This year was going to be GREAT! Then, just as she happened across the thought, she squeaked, realizing she had just collided with someone head on. Whoops! She hadn't been looking where she was... well, skipping.

"Peco desculpa! I did not mean to run into you..."