Can she twirl? She has NEVER been able to twirl.

With no practice? Probably not. She can probably avoid falling in the attempt, and her dance partner offers to show her how after this dance.

Not falling is good enough. Dance dance dance!

There’s another complicated line dance and another simple line dance and a very stately dance where people pretty much just walk around so slowly she might have been able to do it before. There’s something where people improvise. There are five dances where people swap partners. By the end of the night three people have told her she’s welcome to come back, one has suggested a class, and one has sympathetically said that he too spent fifteen years paralyzed from the neck down and had some adjusting to do afterward.

"I wasn't even paralyzed, just dyspraxic! But it's so nice to be able to dance now." She'll have another go at the snack table.

Whoever brought the shrimp chips seems to have underestimated how popular they would be.

Alas. She'll try some of the other stuff too.

And then she will... go back to the library. She got pretty much left alone the entire time, can she nap there if she finds an out of the way spot?

The librarian doesn’t preemptively wake her before anyone complains but after about an hour someone does complain that the muttering is driving them crazy so the librarian wakes her and asks if she knows how to apply for public housing.

"I've got an application in for the Dead Republic and assumed I wouldn't be here long enough for that to make sense, am I wrong?"

"Oh, probably you’re right, unless they turn you down. You know, I remember when I first came here, I didn’t know how anything worked and I was absolutely terrified and lost. How about I help you get yourself something caffeinated, it won’t do you any harm to pull an all-nighter now."

"I'd kind of like to be pretty awake when get to the Dead Republic and need to look for a place to live there."

"There’s a hotel a few blocks closer to the city center, or when my shift is over I can invite you to my place if you'd like."

"Haven't got any money. When's your shift over?"

"A couple hours from now."

"Okay, I can sit up till then if you're offering me a couch, I appreciate it."

"We’ve all been there. Have you been able to find the information you need?"

"I think so but I don't know if there's anything I'm missing."

"Understandable. If you have any questions, I might be able to help."

"I think my next order of business is going to be looking up recordings or transcripts of diplomatic meetings with demons but if I come up with anything I can't dead-people-Google I'll let you know, thanks. I'm Bella."

"Agnieszka."

"Agny-esh-ka?"

"Yeah, it’s Polish."

"It's pretty."

She smiles. "Thank you!"

She will go back to the computer and try to find diplomatic talks with demons.