Crap... Had she seen him passing to Craig, or only seen him coming in? Best to let it lie...
"Your hand's warm," he said instead, and let his fingers curl loosely around them. "It's been so cold..."
A bright voice spoke at his elbow and he ordered a pint, 'and whatever she'll have', trying to calm his nerves while Mona ordered. He wondered if the potion he'd taken before leaving the shop had been a good idea. It didn't seem to be calming him like he'd hoped.