"I didn't know there was a library here!" one of them says.
"Yeah, it's just to the left. Real small, but it has a bathroom, a bunch a books,"
"It has a bathroom!" he laughs.
"You know, the essentials!"
They continue talking amongst themselves, and I listen, smiling to myself. Their conversation didn't have high-minded literacy of the exchange below, but more than made up for it with its easy humor.
"That one's real small."
"Oh, it's tiny."
"Just a room, basically. And it's dead quiet in there. You can't even fart. If you fart, you gotta turn around and run out, 'cause everyone'll know it was you."
"It's a small library, it's not a real library."
"They got like three computers,"
"Capitol Hill has a real library, right?"
"You can't watch porn. It's just too damn quiet. Hell, you can't even talk. You can't watch porn, and you can't talk."
"Hey, did you ever run a background check on yourself? Did you know you can run a background check on yourself?"
"It's crazy, the stuff you learn. I just ran a background check on myself. I wasn't aware I've been arrested twice."
"That's 'cause you were drunk!"
"I don't drink."
"That's all the more proof that you do drink, 'cause you can't remember!"
"Apparently. Didn't know I've been arrested three times."
"I thought it was two times! You really are drunk!"
"Get outta here!"