Since Jim, Libbie had discovered she liked solitude better as a treat, not as regular fare. Maybe the difference was in who you were sharing the time with.
Frankly, ma'am, as a group, folks aren't that bright. No one should be surprised we don't understand everything. My mama would say leave it to God.
Hot chocolate was the way to go. Chocolate could be considered medicinal and if it didn't cure you, at least, it tasted good.