Grocery shopping? (Stella/Nelliel)

Stella made her way through the entrance to the local grocery chain. She wanted to pay back Natasha for all the homemade meals, so she was hunting around for some goods. Taking one of the the carts down the aisles the red head would get very overwhelmed.

I know how to cook, but I can't figure out what I want to make. On one had I could make Ramen, but on the other hand that's not very healthy even if there's vegetables in it. The woman would think for herself as she absently stood in front of a section of noodles. She had no idea what she had gotten herself into anymore.

Looking completely lost the red head sat in the middle of the aisle having a war with herself. She truly didn't know what to make, and now that she's confronted with the choices she seems to have been overloaded.

Stella would look down as she saw the teal hair, and a mask sitting on top of her head. She would tilt her head slightly as Veralia seemed like she wanted nothing to do with this city. Huh it must not be very hard as she knows of a few arancar who frequent the city and maybe one that's just a civilian. She also looked like she knew what she was doing so Stella would offer a conversation.

"Hiya, are they out of what you're looking for to?"

Stella didn't want to admit that she had no idea what she was really looking for yet. She didn't want to admit that embarrassment as she was so excited to cook for her roommates. They had done alot of the cooking or the buying so she figured it was her turn.

Stella felt like this woman was friendly enough. At the very least she was much more warm than Efehra. Who was the last person she had introduced herself to. She's smile gently at the woman as she has several arancar friends so nothing she could do to put her off on looks alone.

"A...aha, I know we just met but could I ask for a favor?"

As she would look down swallowing her pride about coming out so proud to go shopping. She still wasn't entirely sure what she wanted to make, and this woman seems to know exactly what she wants. Maybe they would be able to point her in the right direction or at the very least teach her how to decide. If the answer was yes she'd add on,.

"I....was kinda planning on cooking for my roommates, but I....I've never really been shopping on my own before. C...could you possibly show me how to decide when there's so much stuff everywhere?"

As she would look down in shame. Having to ask someone to teach her how to shop was bugging her alot. Also someone that coul potentially be in a hurry.

Stella was glad to see the woman was friendly. She had lucky streak of finding kind arancar huh. As she would think about the idea she would sag slightly. Every idea that she had was thrown from her head as she would sigh. Maybe she could do something with German food? However she wasn't sure if everyone would like it.

"Uhm, I had an idea but it kinda escaped my head when I got here. Would you happen to know anything good for like a group of 4?"

She would just swallow her pride and ask. The idea she had vanished along with any resemblance of knowing what she was doing. She was suffering from choice paralysis as every time she's thought they would like something she also comes up with a reason they wouldn't and that discourages her. She felt like she needed to contribute if she was going to live there.

Stella would think about the idea of using stew as her dinner. She would nod in agreement as she would look back towards the ground. Asking the woman for another favor she would look at the teal haired arancar. Something about the woman gave the red haired woman a feeling that she was a mother.

"Uh if you don't mind could you show me how to shop? Everytime I come into a place where there's alot of the same item I kinda get frozen on which one I should buy. I guess I get overwhelmed?"

As she would try to explain the issue she was having. she wasn't entirely sure what it was called, but maybe it would make sense when she trys to vocalize it. She'd watch the teal woman in hopes she could provide her with some sort of wisdom.

"I'm sorry if that doesn't make sense."