"A bit, I suppose," Phryne allowed, although she felt rather more intrigued than heartsick--over the cocoa in any event. "But then, I'm usually lucky enough to have my darling Dot bring the cocoa to me already made. So, somewhat less so for me."

She shot Dot a pretty, appreciative smile and then tore open one of the packages to pour the powder into a mug. It wafted up and she coughed as a small amount got into her nose and airways. "I could do without that, however."