I- I mean, I guess, but-- [The compulsion to order, though, is strong, and she doesn't have any means to really fight against it. She claps her hands together with a smile that's partly sheepish, partly hopeful]

But, I really want one of those pretzel dogs! It looks really good! [Immediately Petunia claps her hands over her mouth and winces at herself] But... I don't have any money... I must've, uh, left my wallet at... home?

[In. Australia?? Did she have a home here or was she going to be stuck sleeping somewhere in the mall? Petunia sighs deeply, looking mildly defeated under the weight of all this weirdness and uncertainty]