Chocolate I've got. But none of this stuff. [ she bends down, gathering it into the bottom of her shirt, and uh. carries it off to put on her bed, where she can keep an eye on it. then she kneels down, and -- trying not to think about Flynn watching her -- tugs out a small box. ]
How's this?
[ a little bar of chocolate, individually-wrapped! she got this from the general store. ]