The idea of them being photographed together left Priscilla glancing around, a stab of fear filling her heart. It didn't look like the only other customer had snapped any pictures, and clerk only looked bored. Still, she couldn't muster a smile at Key's suggestion of grabbing coffee, even if moments earlier she'd have been delighted.

"Alright, but quickly. I ... I really need to change my hair." Priscilla clutched her things to her chest as she started to walk towards the cash register. She held back, wanting to let Key go first so she knew what to expect from such a tiny transaction. Which bills would be appropriate to use? She had grabbed so many, and didn't want to flash anything that would make her seem out of place.