Mr. Rossi is still playing with the pen, tapping gently with it to see if it is glued or somehow stuck, even his eyes did not spot anything. For prudence, he looks again, looking for possible troubles. He then stops for a moment and looks at Aenigma, with a matter-of-fact face.
/[Not pretty sure, but there is a paper with pen ink. It could be anything, really.]
He then returns to his attempt with the same curiosity, tempered by prudence. The book is kept over the table, kept up by the left hand. With the right hand he guides the pen, inside the hole. He smiles, then he returns serious.
/[Eh, Ok... Just to be curious, what did you sorted out with your scrying attempt, any interesting details?]