"Yeah, I get that. When I first arrived I had basically nothing as well." Just the clothes she had been wearing, which were sopping wet - she'd gotten into Van Dyne's immediately and put on warmer things, and since then she'd accumulated something of a wardrobe.
Who was she if she wasn't Beverly Marsh, fabulously dressed? It wasn't something she really could picture for herself, honestly. If she had nothing, she at least had her ability to present herself to the world, looking collected and put together.
Anyway, so they'd be looking for a variety of things in the space mall, apparently. "I could use a Secret Santa present but I have some backup ideas and options so it's not required," she shrugged, dusting pretzel salt off her hands. "Still, how cool would it be to get a gift from space?" Rhetorical question.