Everything was either already prepared or in the oven continuing to cook right now. Carmel decided to slip over to the library to pick out something else to read while the chicken finished roasting. She walked through the stacks, idly skimming, when she first heard Mojo speak. She tilted her head, freezing in place briefly as she identified who it was and what she was doing.
Her brow crinkled with faint interest as she came out of the stacks, though the book didn't sound quite like her cup of tea. "What are you reading?" she asked casually, leaning against a bookcase as she looked at Mojo.