[ Carl watches with amusement and a little awe as Eddie slinks through the window and into the room. He has to rearrange his current image of his friend to include a stealthy entrance. ]

Yeah, lucky us. I'll start with the bookshelf if you want to go for the desk? [ He doesn't really wait for an answer before wandering over to the shelves in question to look a little closer at a book that catches his eye. Upon taking it off the shelf, it seems to be a spellbook, but nothing stands out. He's seen enough books like this in the library. ]

If you were involved in some sketchy shit, where would you put something to keep it safe?