[ Julie's out grocery shopping for her small apartment, not really getting all that much. It's just her there, so it's not like she needs tons of stuff. But, considering she came from a zombie apocalypse before showing up here, she's prone to buying a lot more than she should. Namely junk food. She's missed it. So when the guy who is talking to himself is eyeing the chocolate, she takes a moment to be helpful after he stuffs some of the mallow cups in his pocket, a friendly smile on her face. ]

I don't know what it is about those, but the chocolate kind of tastes like wax. It's pretty gross. The good chocolate is in the red and blue foil about...three feet to your right. Unless you like the marshmallow cups, in which case? Ignore me.