Burn Baby, Burn! Disco Inferno!

And so life in the Muesum continued until one day when the under-qualified, overly gay reception person suddenly noticed the room he now inhabited was dark orange/red. "Sign me up for a pair of Elton John sunglasses and put horns on my head!" He shouted with some enthusiasm. While others standing outside the door wondered at the olive green wall and glass door exposing the red interior and wondered why they suddenly wanted a pimento olive and quite possibly a martini to cope with the recent disaster of color. "Dear God," thought the Assisant Librarian, "who in their right mind would chose such a color?" as she stopped at the recently painted red door with her color swatches of blue. "Well," said the director, "I just think that blue is too cool for that library and you need to warm it up with red, yellow or green." "Green? Is green a warm color?" She asked astounded. "Why yes, in some hues like the one outside it is." And so the Assistant librarian returned to her poorly lit library and stared through the odd green light that eminated from the ceiling and thought to herself "ewww" and dragged the Collection Assistant back over with her to "discuss" the color blue again. And lo, the angles smiled down upon them of the Masters of Library Science and granted unto them the right to paint one alcove blue, albeit not the color they actually wanted, but a good second choice, and the librarians smiled, for although they were laid upon by much guilt in their direction for not chosing red, the librarians were happy and that's all that really mattered that day.