Buffy stepped out of the car, looking very determined as she stood and waited for him to put his arm around her. Things could be worse, much worse. She had to remind herself of that as she walked with him into the store.
It was a bit surreal, really, she was walking into a grocery store with her vampire master. Giles would probably have had a hernia if he could've seen her in that moment. She assumed they should retrieve one of the carts just inside the door but managed to think quickly enough to stop herself from just going to get one.
"Should I get a cart, Master?" she asked, aiming for cheery optimism instead of saccharine sweetness in her tone this time.