Somewhere in the woods, an idea is being put into practice: hoodie, jeans, boots, and a pair of fake hands.
"Great, met a teenager called Norman, but forgot to exchange contacts."
"It is so weird coming to a place like this! I bet we can find him by just asking for 'Norman'. Hey, do you still have that book?"
"Yeah. ...I found a bunch of diagrams with runes and the things written under them are apparently in different languages. I tried translating. Didn't get very far, but I now know it uses German and maybe something else, too. There were also some chunks of gibberish among the creature pages, that, after I did some stuff to them, were revealed to be cryptograms."
"God, that is so cool. Anyway idea where the thing came from?"
"It's written by an 'Author' who lived here, in Gravity Falls. He or she doesn't refer to themself by name, though."
"Well, someone took a lot of effort to put it in the ground."
"Maybe, I am curious why they went to all that trouble with the tree and didn't bother to put a lock anywhere."
Attempt one failed, but that doesn't mean they're going to give up.
He walks, looking around.
There is a blond girl walking around like she owns the place, which isn't all that far from the truth.
Pacifica looks him up and down, in a second a plan forms. Lets play the game of "pretend to be friends with the loser".
"Thank you, I like your..." gosh what she can pick that isn't out of a thrifst store? "hands."
He doesn't notice anything off. "Thanks. Would you like accompaniment wherever you're going, miss?"
Oh, wait. She can't take him anywhere she would go.
"Actually, I was curious about where you usually hang out."
She can go there laugh at the poor.