"I dunno, I didn't stick around."

Her hands need something to do, so she busies them with reaching over for a few more sugar cubes to dunk into her coffee.

"I took off. ... And kinda... you know, hung around outside for a bit. But I had to go back in at some point, because it was freezing and all my stuff was back in there, so... anyway. When I went back in, he was gone."

Swishing the coffee around a little bit in the cup, she lifted it up to take a drink of it before it got cold. She hadn't even touched the remaining half since the topic of BOB had come up.

"But when I got over the counter, that... phrase, the fire thing, was written on the floor. In something red."

She pauses there, looking down at her coffee for a minute before looking up at Cooper.

"... At the time I actually totally thought that it was ketchup and the last thing I even remember, besides, you know, the unspeakable horror, was being sorta mad that he wasted it. That comes out of my paycheck, you know."

... It didn't, but when you're freaking out with terror, all kinds of dumb possibilities run through your head.