"I have a feeling you do a lot of things you're not supposed to," Beverly smirked. He just had that troublemaker air about him. But not in a bad way - sort of a carefree way, that reminded her of herself once upon a time. The smells of the mall food court were interesting, they tickled her nose, and the view from the windows even better - it was like looking right out into the heavens, supernovas and galaxies exploding into her vision with endless color. "Do we have any...money? To try all the things?"
It was a decent idea, since she was feeling a little peckish in space, but - she didn't want to use the five-finger discount here and end up in space jail. Who would they call for bail money? They'd probably be screwed.