She heaved herself up onto the seat, not protesting the generosity. She could protest about fairness and not accepting charity from strangers, but if he had wanted her to pay then she thought he would have asked in the first place. She dug around in her large bag and pulled out two cans of juice—gifts from two of the auction committee members who had thought she was 'just the cutest thing'.

She could at least offer that much without insulting him, she thought.