Yep, definitely a topic the Moros enjoyed. "Ah don't worry, I'm sure you'll knock it out of the park." Should he tell Corn that Campanella was probably the only one to actually read this? Nah, no need to disappoint him like that. Besides, Crystal might be wrong about that. He opted for a more neutral answer. "I think the primary audience would be our little club, so it's not like you're career is depending on that or anything."
Maybe it was just the way the San Fran Guardians were so quick to find out about Crystal's oopsies, but Corn's carefree attitude about that really rubbed Crystal the wrong way. Shit, he wasn't going to be thrown out of here because some nerd couldn't be bothered to remember some aliases. "Bart is short for Bartram, which is how our book club president likes to be called. And yes, I'd very much like to keep the innuendos - who knows what sort of window's this store has, what kind of shenanigans someone else is playing on us. It really. Doesn't. Hurt." Ugh, that was way tenser than he'd anticipated this evening to go. He downed the rest of his cup and went for a refill.
"Huh, that sounds... interesting." He probably wouldn't vibe with that at all, but he could totally understand where she's coming from. But he didn't want to talk Supernal stuff all evening, so he worked hard to stay on more mundane topics. "Ever thought about doing music yourself?"
He blinked twice, slowly. He didn't want to stay irritated with Corn, so instead he smiled brightly at the Moros. "Anything's more interesting than work, really. You just have to broaden your horizon. Tell us about something you're passionate about - that we don't know of yet. What got you into books, for instance?"