[ It's okay Adrian, she really doesn't give a shit about the apples either ( which, once again, why the fuck is she doing this then? ). But she pretends to look around with him, giving a thoughtful hum at his insistence. A smile at his introduction, a nod of her head that almost looks like a bow in exchange for his. He's polite too!!! She definitely likes him. ]

Not yet. [ She's broke and homeless and she'll probably start needing to do something about that soon, but she wants a better idea of what this place is before she starts really leaning into the desperation. It's not even really a pride thing, it's just — okay, maybe it's a bit of a pride thing. Worst case scenario maybe she goes out into the Fringes again and make a life for herself out there before she starts working part-time jobs. ] I'm still shopping around. [ Literally, figuratively. Her smile grows like her joke was actually good ( it's not. It was a terrible joke ). ]

But still — that's a shame. [ Her gaze is back on Adrian again, giving him a long look. ] And here I was, already looking forward to coming back tomorrow. [ A flick of her glance over to the cabbage costume. Back to him. She's starting easy just in case the advances aren't welcome, or if he misses it entirely. But — you know. You miss whatever shot you don't take, or whatever. ]