Her dark eyes tracked his movements as he picked up the bag and exchanged it for the other, and while she caught the flash of recognition in his eyes, the fact that he didn't comment on it surprised her a little. After a slightly longer moment, she gave a nod.
"I get that. Caffeine doesn't affect my personality, but it's pretty much the only way I'll roll out of bed before 10, most days." Hunters and bartenders kept late hours, so she'd always been a night owl, even long before Madison Valley. Even though she worked at a shooting range now old habits died hard.
Jo watched him for a moment longer, then gave a faint smile and looked at the shelf herself, reaching out to snag a bag of the coffee she preferred which was, thankfully, not the same as his.
If he wanted to play it as though they didn't know who each other was or their mutual connection, two could play that game.