[she grins childishly at the compliment, which only makes the fangs more pronounced.]

Well, thank you, dearie! What great service.

[In that case, she puts away the wallet and reaches up for the brownies. And looks behind her with them.

Oh, right. She's alone here... now why did she go on vacation alone? It's really not as fun. She hopes she'll remember what she had been thinking with this trip. Senility is haaaard.

She'll just take a bite (with the toy teeth, yes, don't ask) and turn back to chat with the gypsy pony for some normalcy. Yep.]

Very bacony!

[thumbs up]

Now, I noticed your other sign. I wouldn't mind getting a fortune told while I eat.

[Hell, maybe it'll help her remember something about why she's lost in Romania.]