Hermione didn't think much of the coffee at this establishment, but it was better than nothing. Yes, there was coffee at the hotel's restaurant, and free coffee at that, but she didn't quite trust it. She was sure she'd seen something... unsavoury floating in her cup early on in her stint in Marrowood, but she wasn't able to find it -- even after she'd stirred the liquid with a spoon to try to find it.
There wasn't a lot of seating available, nor were there a lot of patrons, so she couldn't help but notice as a woman sat down at the table next to hers and immediately got right to work. Whoever she was, it was clear she was a woman of Hermione's mind. She couldn't help but be jealous that she'd somehow acquired or brought a laptop with her, too.
Hermione had never been one to stop herself from blurting out, so before she knew it she was glancing over directly at the woman. "Do you have an internet connection on that?"