I'd like that.

[She put the fake books back. This felt nice. It really did. Despite the good and bad lingering memories of this library, the entire point of the place seemed to ring true for her. It was a good job for her, the best kind. She could share knowledge and books this way. Deep inside her cynical heart, there was a real desire to share something that she could really give.]

Don't worry about the possibility of me already having read something. I've read books over multiple times.