[ for better or for worse, she supposes she could always come back, go shopping for more. the uh is interesting, and for a moment karen suddenly doesn't know if this is going to get very awkward, very quickly, or if there's something logan doesn't want to say aloud. her brow furrows a little, confused, and she's about to say something- that she'll figure it out, that it's fine, that-

but then he's pulling out his wallet, and Karen feels... guilty, in a way. even when she knows it was exactly what she'd been wondering, or that she'd assume would be what would happen. he looks to her again, and it feels a little like he's watching her for something. like he's trying to see, or find, something there.

her head tilts a little, looking at him curiously, and then he says buy me a beer and Karen flashes him another smile. ]

Thank you. [ she says, and then laughs - a little sheepishly. ] Once I find some cash, I will buy you a beer. I think I can manage that.

[ it's another moment that she also realizes he is still looking at her, and her smile turns vaguely questioning. but then he holds his hand out, and she does hand the pizza over to him, following him to the cashier counter. ]

Anything else? [ she says as she lays the items on the counter in front of the still-not-paying-attention cashier. ] You're buying.

[ so yes- in case logan is looking, she is still smiling. ]