Growing a tad bit flustered, Liz's ears grow red as she shakes her head from under her hood, before stuttering out "N-No! I... I can do it... Just... gimme a sec."

Liz takes a deep breath, heaving her chest and puffing it out slightly, as if to make herself feel stronger. Turning towards the booth, she opens her mouth, shivering slightly... And simply stands there, staring up at the man behind it. She made a few 'squeaking' sounds, as if she tried to force words out of her mouth, but her fear of making a fool out of herself prevented her from voicing herself. Turning away, she takes a few steps back and turns to Donovan, letting out the breath she took in a long, drawn out sigh. Her fear of making an idiot of herself seemed to have made that fear come true. Swallowing nervously, the girl peeks up through her hair and once more tries her best to talk to the intimidating but kind stranger.

"U-Um... Could you... h-help? Please?"