The appearance of the cat caught her attention, perhaps even startling her a bit more then usual. She followed his movements with her eyes until he disappeared from her sight. Helen still held on tightly to the cap, maybe tighter as the man emerged where she saw the cat enter. There was a lingering moment of disbelief and shaky nerves before she managed to clear her mind and throat to speak. Despite his pleasent tone her's sounded a bit plainer, maybe even a bit accusing. "This cap, where did you get this?" she asked now able to move, walking right up to the counter and placing it in front of him. Though her hand remained on top of at as if ready to protect it with her very life, her head tilted slightly ready to hear his answer.