[ Wanda rolls her eyes and does her best to withhold her smile. She doesn't want him to see it. Instead, she feigns a look of exasperation when she glances at him again as though his mere presence is bothersome now. ]

I can ask for help, Pietro. There are many tall people at the store.

[ Luckily for them, the Stark bombs hadn't wiped out the entire staff of the small supermarket that remains standing and thriving. It's almost as if Stark wishes to see the Sokovian residents continue to feed themselves and live amongst all the shelling. ]

Besides, you are going to have fun with your friends at the park, no? They will want to wish you a happy birthday, maybe sing. The girls will.

[ And that makes Wanda feel sourer than she'd like to admit. Good thing she keeps her back to him as she makes her way to the stairs. She dislikes the elevator. ]