"What about fried Oreos with french vanilla ice cream? If you feel like gambling on stranger snacks, there was a weird booth serving pizza cones nearby." There's something comforting about discussing food, even questionable carnivals delicacies, a common ground to stand on when meeting new people. Her hesitations start to disappear for the moment, mainly because the allure of sugary snacks is causing her appetite to grow.

"No, I'm open to exploring and holding whatever excess food you order." She's going to need to learn the ropes sooner or later, best to do it now with a companion. One hand is extended to Roxy calmly. "I'm Olivia. Sorry if I seemed on edge a second ago."