Oh. Um. Anything, really. Anything that will get people inside. We, ah, we had an exhibit on Mildred Truelove Stapleton, when she- when she died. And for a while, we had the V-Venebretti Necklace. [Booth has, upon putting the books down, placed his hands in his pockets, and is awkwardly shuffling his feet. Talking about himself, and his remarkably unremarkable life, reminds him how small and insignificant he truly is. It isn't a nice feeling.]