Jane did feel rather that he might be humoring her, but she let it go, because hers was not to make a fuss, but to just, go with the flow in an unconscious effort to stay out of trouble. "I like hot chocolate, and they make it so nicely here, all frothy and creamy, just how it should be."
She smiled, "So, er, what are you reading?" She could see the librarian's desk now, and true to form the lady herself was there, Jane handed over the book as they arrived, getting it stamped so she could read it outside.