Lup's in agreement for sure, valuable ass-busting wares just languishing in the late afternoon shade by themselves is not cool at all, is kind of a bummer actually? Haven't they been teaching their merry band of post-apocalyptic goblins anything? Like, sure, running the store is honestly pretty boring, which is at least partly why she doesn't do it herself all that much unless Taako is there to bother, but-- nah, she can't really fault 'em here, can she.

"Pretty sure it was one of the lil tykes," she points out. So that's a no, on the yelling. At least it was when she grabbed Taako for whatever lame ass island job that they inevitably blew off in favor of some quality twin time.

She sighs and unhooks her arm from his to wander over, check if anything obvious has been stolen yet. Nothing seems to be missing, in fact there's a pile of some kinda scarf like, extra? She lifts up a corner. It peeps at her.

"Hey uhm, quick q? Since when are we running a Petco?"