When the evening pulls the sun down

Have found the perfect seat in the library that is
a) near R, who is constantly armed with mini eggs and funny anecdotes to make up for the fact that we are in the library in the first place
and
b) in possession of a 180 degree view across almost the entire meadows

Mad dash mid-essay to blip the sunset (standard) before an evening with friends and Some Like it Hot. Marilyn is a babe.