Ford considered the hand for half a second before he reached out to shake it, having to shift the book against his chest to do so. "Ford Greengrass," he returned. Since he'd agreed to take the book (well, really since he'd gotten a better idea of what was in the book) this conversation had started feeling increasingly awkward, and he was eager to put an end to it. He certainly wasn't going to get any other reading done in a shop so small — and he had plenty of, er, new reading material now, anyway. If he stuck around he was worried that Macmillan might try to talk to him about it more, and the only thing more embarrassing than reading it would be discussing it.

"Thanks again for the book," he said by way of closing the conversation. "Have a good day."