[having picked up a little bit of fudge (because chocolate) and a handful of other goodies (though she passed on the DIY buoy), felicity's now wandering the rest of the festival, seeing what she can see. it's definitely not star city, and she's torn between wanting to find a strong wi-fi signal and enjoying the forced vay-cay.

when she hears the young woman speak, she gives a smile and holds up both hands in a motion of surrender.]

Mint chip. [she says it with a point of her finger for emphasis.] I know they're all about blueberries around here, which is a little weird, but chocolate. And mint. [she pauses briefly.] Can't go wrong.