Buffy acquired the grocery cart, pushing it along toward the fresh produce that was located near the entrance. All of it looked pretty spectacular to her, so she just snatched a few different kinds of fruits and vegetables that looked like they'd at least look pretty together when she failed her first, great, culinary attempt.
"A journal? Like, a place where I record my deepest and darkest thoughts and then put under my pillow at night so nobody reads it?" she asked. A journal wouldn't be a bad thing to have so she could organize her thoughts a little better.