"Do you take snack tokens?" asks Bella, loitering nearby with a trayful of grilled cheese triangles and succotash.

"Yes but several for anything here, this is all guaranteed within-date and you know what you're getting."

"Yeah, that's why I thought I'd ask, I don't like gambling." She will read the instructions on the instant items.

The puddings want milk, the whipped topping wants water, and the sesame dessert and entrees want hot water. The entrees are designed to be eaten out of their pouches but everything else also wants a bowl.

"I'm hoping to lay in something for if I have a dental issue and can't chew, which suggests pudding, but I don't know how hard it'll be to get milk. What's the sesame thing like?"

"It shouldn't call for chewing, it's a little bit soupy. It's like white sesame but it's a little bitterer."

"Hm... probably too risky that I won't like it. Have you sold any of the puddings yet?"

"Not yet! I just got set up."

"Are you hoping to sell out soon?"

"Can't say I'd complain if there's that much interest."

"I'm indifferent between pudding flavors, so if you're pricing this to move and want it out of your possession by curfew, I'd take one of whatever's least popular then, but if it's not going that fast I might as well pick a flavor now," Bella explains.

She is not quite that desperate. ...Also, if she were that desperate, that'd be an even better reason not to let on that she was that desperate.

"I don't desperately need to free up space or anything, no."

"How many tokens for a pudding, then?"

She names a reasonable number.

Bella hands over the tokens and takes a chocolate pudding.