As always, Klaus hangs on Obi-Wan's every word because he makes everything sound interesting, no matter the topic. They enter the bookshop and Klaus looks around, taking it all in. It certainly isn't a typical bookstore, and Klaus finds his interest piqued. Behind the counter is a very exhausted looking young man, cute in a twinky sort of way, but he looks almost gaunt as he straightens the curve of his spine, lifting a hand in greeting as Obi-Wan approaches.

"Obi-Wan, hey. It's been awhile," the kid says, and then gives Klaus a nod before leaning over to rest his elbows on the counter again, like he can barely keep himself up. Klaus wonders if maybe it's drugs, but he doesn't think so. Something else is weighing on him. "Did you need anything specific?"

"Empty notebooks," Klaus tells him, miming writing in the air. "For all my deepest, darkest thoughts."