Josie did feel better once her coat was gone. It had been so heavy, and had kept a layer of cold pressed to her skin. She began to feel much warmer as she moved closer to the fire.

"A biscuit would be lovely." she replied quietly, feeling extremely out of place in the grand shop. Josie studied the woman as she busied about. This woman was so... assertive. She knew who she was and nobody was stopping her. Even in the DMGaS offices, where she had spent most of her time the last three years, she didn't move around so confidently. There was always someone to apologise to for getting in the way, or asking someone to do their job properly in the most apologetic and roundabout way possible.

Feeling too awkward to do anything else, Josie fumbled with her wet layers between her fingers. She looked at her coat hung up, and was mentally debating with herself what her next move should be.

"Thanks again." she called over to the woman, stalling so she didn't have to sort herself out yet "It's much appreciated."