[ Angel visibly relaxes a bit at his humor. Seriously Bigby if you're trying to scare her off, your tactics need some reworking. She heads over to the area she had motioned to, gently putting down her items and leaning down to open her satchel and retrieve some of its contents. ]

I haven't spent much time with people in my own age bracket.

[ From her bag she begins to pull out a variety of items. First it's a set of clothes, then a toothbrush, and finally an array of foods only found in the stations cafeteria...though much of it is junk food like pretzels, funny shaped potato chips and ice cream sandwiches.

She frowns down at the individually wrapped frozen treats ]

The people down here have yet to invent something like the modern refrigerator or freezer, I am guessing.