As long as it isn't rude or sacrilegious for me to do so. [She crosses the threshold, delicately steps around Felicia, and does directly for the nearest cabinet that isn't entirely blocked or overly impeded by tiny candles.]
[As she searches the contents for basically anything, it's not hard for her to taste the incense in the air once she's in the thick of it. Since she still isn't sure that conversation is okay, she opts to silently search for the source while clutching a jar of peanut butter.]