"Nachos it is," Charity nodded, slipping on one of the plastic gloves they used when handling food. Grabbing a plastic nacho tray from the stack, she began filling it with tortilla chips. "You can have candy too," she added, nodding toward the case. "Just take a look and pick what you want. The case just slides open there and it's — oh, it's probably still locked. Well, just decide what you want and I'll get it for you in a second." Once there was a sufficient amount of chips in the tray, Charity moved to squirt some of the nacho cheese into its little compartment. "Do you want jalapeños, too?" she asked.
Finishing up the nachos, she handed them to Justin. "What candy can I get you? Oh, and what drink?" At his question of whether she liked working there, she grinned and nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, it's so brill, I love it! Skating is one of my favourite things ever, and bowling is pretty fun too, though sorting bowling shoes isn't really fun, but — well, it's part of the job. How are things working out for you with Mike? He's really awesome, isn't he?"