The greeting does not put a smile onto the other girl's face. Rather, a little frown finds its way onto her face. Of course she has no problem with the name she's been given. Its the other part of the greeting.

"I suppose it was Mika again. I shall have to have a talk with that girl." She glances over her shoulder, finding Mika attempting to spy on them. She quickly turns away. She is doing such a poor job hiding it she could only be more conspicuous if she started loudly whistling as well.

"Jeannette is a lovely name." There's a brief moment's pause. "A fine name, rather. You are correct that Antoinette is not my real name. We use false ones here for our own protection. It makes us more difficult to track should any of our customers grow entirely too infatuated with us. It apparently happened to a girl before I started working here, so the new rule was implemented. They gave me this name because of my hair. Said they wanted me to sound 'European' or some such nonsense."

Concentrating on conversation seems to have helped her calm down a little bit. The blush seems to have vanished from her cheeks as she dips the spoon back into the dish. "Now, how about a little more of this treat, not-mistress Jeannette?" She holds it out close but not quite in reach. Jeannette will have to lean forward just a tiny bit to reach it.