Lisa feels like she should feel bad about pulling him out of the house for the fairly short actual time they were gone, but... she's going to take the offer in the spirit given for now, as she falls in behind him, looking around the neighborhood, nerves coming back somewhat. There are a lot of doors here, and beyond that she has no idea what to expect inside.

"Um... I mean, I could do whatever, but... chocolate chip sounds nice, honestly? I did say I wanted junk food. Just not quite like this. N-not that I mind this, this is good, and- ugh, shutting up, sorry."

...being a wreck isn't helping her be any less awkward, either.