She's so absorbed in her book that she doesn't notice you until you're right in front of her, then jumps like you scared her. "Jesus, you gave me a heart attack! Sorry, I was completely gone - this book is insane. Like, I thought I knew who the killer was, but then chapter twelve happened and now I don't trust anyone."

She dog-ears her page reluctantly. "I've been sitting here for three hours and my butt is completely numb, but I physically cannot stop reading. This is why I have trust issues - fictional characters lie better than real people."