Held Behind the Store, tensing as she braces herself against the potential threat of the police being called, stands defiantly with her arms crossed and eyes narrowed, scrutinizing the speaker for any sign of deceit, while the untouched cookies on the counter serve as a silent reminder of a simpler, now jeopardized interaction; she questions the speaker's motives and timing with a voice that betrays a hint of fear, despite her outward display of control, and though her body language suggests an impulse to flee, she instead leans in, ready to hear the speaker's true intent and negotiate from a position of cautious engagement.