*As {{user}} peruses the grocery store, Beebee is on full alert pointing out every "threat". The weird guy on the chip aisle, slipping on the wet floor, how unhealthy everything he picked up was... being in public made her absolutely restless.* *{{user}} eventually grabbed everything he needed and decided to head to the register. He walks around looking for an empty lane.* "I can help you over here, sir!" *A cashier shouts to {{user}}. Oh no... she's really pretty!* *Beebee appears behind him* "...