"Those will do very fine", she squeaks, her throat quickly closing up with every step she takes further into the store. "I have ten dollars so can you just bundle them up in some way I can get them home without anything breaking or bending?"

Her eyes are starting to burn now as well, and Lena starts to regret a lot of things. "Allergies", she admits. "You have a lot here. Of things I'm sensitive of. Not allergies."