"Wow, did you buy out the whole store?" Gwen asked, playfully. She helped Tara put away groceries, stealing a chip along the way. That's right. Chip. Not crisp.
She returned the hug enthusiastically, then released Tara to let her go greet John. She finished putting the food away and came out a moment later, carrying a hard cider. Football and hard drinks went hand in hand, right?