"Sorry," Gwen was grinning as if she wasn't sorry at all. "I just remembered. Ketchup." She turned to wander down the condiment aisle, so she wouldn't forget the third item on her list. Though, of course, she'd found a couple of other things along the way.
She turned to him. "Merlin heads IT. He's... well, he's a lot smarter than me, I'm sorry to break it to you," but she was flattered by the compliment. "There are a couple of folk who are smarter than me there. Not many, though." She added, giving him a grin.
"Right. Ketchup. All-American Hero." Like Captain America. She pulled a bottle off the shelf. "My shopping is complete. So... I should get this stuff home. Um... I'll talk to you soon, though?"