"Can I make a request?"
"Can I not work on Saturday the 21st". There's a slight pause. "For literary and cultural reasons".
I raise my eyebrows; there is a flicker of recognition.
"Because you're going to stay at home and read Harry Potter all day?"
"Yes" comes the half swallowed reply, the acknowledgement that here is a twenty-something asking for a day off in order to read a children's book*.
"I'll see what I can do" I smirk, all the while basking in the secret knowledge that my re-read is done, my copy reserved and my own day off booked.
*Obviously I jest.