She walked over to the corner of the counter and lit a match from the box. "I didn't mean a literal trade." she lit the tip of her cigarillo. "But since you've made it clear you'd rather sit around all dark and moepy rather than make a bit of conversation.." she set the beer on the counter and took a can from it. "More beer for me." Began moving throughout the isles, sweeping empty boxes off the shelf with her bat. Finding a can of beans she walked back to where Tyler is seated and hops up on the counter, placing her bag next to it and her bat on top of it. She took her knife out of it's sheath and opened the can after a few minutes of struggle. Helena cracked her beer open and looked over the counter at the man she had just met. She just sized him up for a bit, eating her beans and drinking her beer. Whe she was finished with the bean she tossed them over her shoulder and swiveled round so that she was facing him. "Let's talk, yeah? I'm Helena, what's your name."