"Good. Speaking of." He points to the quietly vibrating notebook. "I don’t know what to do with this." Another brick falls off the stack.
“Well, it would seem your book is vibrating.” Lafeyette really is a genius. Perhaps one day her greater intellect will be rewarded. Today isn’t that day. Relenting she adds in, “What exactly do you want me to do about it?”
"I don’t know!" He throws up his hands. "What do you do with vibrating books?"
“Well!” Sighing she lifts her hands up and makes a few noncommittal gestures. “What are its contents? Did you do anything to trigger it? Where is it from? I’ve not dealt with vibrating books and, frankly, I’m going to need more information here, Doctor.”
"Do I look like the primary source of information on vibrating books? It’s there. It’s vibrating. It won’t stop. It helped with my back pain a bit but, frankly, I need to concentrate and the noises don’t make it convenient."
The book vibrates out of what’s probably pure spite, by now.