A/N: I have decided to continue this, you guys! I write as they come to me, so I can't promise a regular updating schedule. They are by no means going to be in chronological order. I'm going to try and keep these in the same writing style and it doesn't really sound hard, but when I went to write this chapter it was actually harder than I thought. I really hope I don't disappoint. Thanks for reading. Review are always nice.

Disclaimer: Twilight is not mine. If it were... Well, you know.

Arms folding across a chest.

A foot tapping thoughtfully.

So many choices...

All natural; low sodium; no sodium; low fat!

A glance at a wrist watch.

A frustrated sigh.

Foot steps sounding from behind.

A too friendly voice,

"How are you today, sir? Need help choosing?"

A sideways glance.

"I suppose."

A chipper "Great!" and a stifled sigh of annoyance.

"How old is... She..?"

A nod and a thoughtful pause.

A twitching of lips.

"About three years..."

"Okay. Breed?"

Another pause.

A lopsided smirk.

"Alaskan Malamute.."

Thoughtful humming.

An exclaimed "Oh!"

Shuffling feet.

Silent ones following.

A pointed finger.

"How about these, sir? They are great for dental hygiene and the vitamins will be great for her coat."

A definite amused smirk.

"I think that will do just fine."

A huge accomplished smile and a mental eye roll.

"How much can I get for you, sir?"

"Ten pounds should should be enough."

A mental 'enough!?'

A stifled chuckle.

" She's carrying. Her cravings are... Well."

An excited squeal.

"Ohh, how adorable! Well, how about I meet you at the check outs. I'll have to go to the back to retrieve your order."

A gracious smile received with a blush.

"Thank you for your help."

Forms moving in opposite directions.

A plastic card being swiped and a signature being signed.

An exchange of a rather large bag.

Shoulders shaking with silent laughter.

"Cravings, indeed."