Maura pushed open the door, glad to escape the bitter autumn wind. She flitted over to the counter, showing her dancing skills without thinking about it, and smiled at the cashier. "Hello, how are you?" she asked. "I'd like a pound of milk chocolate fudge, two licorice wands, and a peppermint humbug," she said, pulling out her wallet and counting up the sum in her head. She paid the cashier and walked out, clutching her prizes.