"Not secret exactly, but not well known either. No one's going to jump on you for telling someone, but we try to be reasonably discreet."

"Oh." Sigh. "Angel costume, okay. But doing flying last night..."

"There's a difference between flying at night, in the dark, when people who are likely to make a fuss can just assume they're hearing or seeing a vulture or something, and in a brightly lit grocery store."

"Am not vulture," says Pen indignantly.

"Of course you're not. I only mentioned it as an example of a large bird someone might mistake you for--it could as easily be an eagle, people like eagles, they might think of that first."

Snort. "Angel costume," she agrees.

"I mean, I dress up as a stereotypical member of my kind and many of my employees do the same, I know from sacrificing dignity in the name of not making a public disturbance."

"Okay."

So they go to the grocery store! What kinds of things does Pen like to eat, it's been a while since Gloria's had solid food but she's had liquefied forms of many things so she can make recommendations if Pen doesn't recognize things.

Pen recognizes a lot of the produce, and likes fruit. She is confused by the packaging but can identify some legumes and grains in the bulk section as good and is amused by "angelhair pasta". She likes eggs and bread and cheese and seems to find the meat selection inadequate but likes poultry and beef.

Gloria will purchase a subset of these things that she remembers how to prepare from when she was human or feels confident in finding recipes online for.

Pen is also entranced by the bakery display of cakes and pastries.

Gloria will buy Pen a pastry! Which one would she like?

Chocolate croissant it is. And cake-baking supplies go in the grocery cart because this isn't actually Gloria's kid so she's allowed to spoil her a little.

Yay!

"Dunno how cake."

"Well, that's what the recipe's for."

"Dunno how recipes."

"Okay. Is there anything in particular you'd like to do right now?"

"Sing?"