"Oh! Yeah, you got it!" Milly's sort of -- elated that she could help, really, and she's beaming as she wraps up several spinach pies and sticks them in a bag. "Okay, that'll be seven-fifty... Um -- " She hesitates, wondering if there's a not weird way to ask his name, since this is twice now she's met him and she still has no idea who he is. "...My name's Milly, by the way!"