A very novel lunch: I was dead last in line for the buffet. But I was scrambling to find a place to charge my phone, somewhere I could print, I was nervous about standing up and speaking to a group. But there were still sandwiches left when I got to the front of the line, plenty of them, plus these vinegary green beans. I ate next to M. and her colleague on the left, K. on the right, the place crawling with a leap of librarians.