"Oh," Billie waved a free hand thanks to putting her guns away. "I know. I was just bored and in the mood to scare someone." It was a rare thing that would escape her lips, but the moment was wort it. Part of her felt a little bad, but most of her was highly amused. "You should have seen your face, it was adorable." Funny might get her bitched at. So, she kept it lukewarm.
The blond seemed to be working on getting a few items together. Perhaps it was Halloween related? To make the moment seem less awkward, Billie began to go on her tip toes to see what was on the higher shelves. There were bits and pieces of Christmas items, but many of the things seemed like they were made for Halloween. There were plates, napkins, decorations and even a few outfits tucked messily in a plastic bag.
"I doubt you're in here merely for the alone time." That was a quiet way of asking the stranger what she was doing, what she had in mind. The nicer part of Billie thought about helping out. It was the least she could do after scaring the poor girl. But something told Billie the girl would be just fine. One of those pretty, but capable of kicking ass type of gals.