Dylan takes a quick look around, almost panicked, as if this might be the only opportunity to pick something out and that he'd better do it fast. Whether that's an honest fear or just him being factitious is up for debate, but either way, he relaxes after a beat, shaking his head.

"I'll grab something later."

He'll make a dedicated trip back here just to shop, so he's not holding things up. What they have so far is good, he thinks, and so he nods towards the register, pausing there long enough to ask the cashier to charge it to their room and bag everything up, then he moves back over to her.

"Alright, m'good."