A loud, disgusted noise was exactly what she was going for, and Clarisse gives a satisfied "hah" as she tucks her box of fries under her free arm and reaches out to snag a clear plastic baggie from the stand near the closest section of candy. She has to hook it weirdly over her ring finger, since her index and middle are busted, but it'll do.

"Want to fill this up with the craziest shit we can find?"

She has no idea what half this stuff even is, but candy's candy. She'll try anything.