[She looks down at the one he pointed at and places it in her bag, putting the other one back on the shelf... and then maybe pushing it far to the back so she never has to see it again.]

If that is how cheese is meant to taste in whatever world this food is from, I do wonder how it is they cope with it. [She turns back to Luke, her expression somewhat blank... until she remembers to smile. Then she does so.]

Thank you. I would have so disliked returning for a second trip here had I accidentally chosen the wrong item.