She flips through the book to some specific page from the table of contents that seemed intriguing but pauses as he gives her something vaguely answer-shaped.

Melanie squints at him slightly. “You’re terrible at conversation, anyone ever tell you that?” She skims over the page she’d paused on.

Then, as if this were part of their previous conversation topics she asks, “You haven’t seen any books with the name Jergen Leitner, have you?”