But he supposed there is that one, if the woman seems so sure about it. So he just nodded -- anyway, it was her business, not his -- as he continued to look for his kind of yogurt. Strawberries and yogurt sound good, he thought.
Before he knew it, he was tossing two tubs into his basket, along with the milk.
He stood back for a moment, right hand moving to his side as he looked the section up and down in case he missed anything. The butter made it into his basket before he decided he was done, and then turning to the blonde, he asked, "D'you know where they place the Mountain Dews in?"
OOC: Hi! How open are you to a third party NPC who could possibly wreak havoc (except maybe not so much) to this log?