For a change, M'gann isn't out on hero work and patrols. For one thing she's learned there's plenty of other caped people to manage that, and for another there's still some time before complete nightfall. Which, between the weather and the last bits of daylight, M'gann wants to enjoy. Ideally with something nice to eat, as well. It took some doing, but she's managed to find one good pastry shop, and has a bagful of treats in hand.

Even miles and worlds away from either home, sweets are something she can always enjoy. They're delightful on her tongue, and she doesn't even need to morph her body, digestion, or tastebuds all that much in order to savor them. Though for the time being, M'gann is content to stick with her human shape; there's something nice and uplifting about having a bagful of pastries tucked in one arm, and walking down the streets for some sightseeing. It could almost be something out of a feel good 'come vacation here!' TV spot.

It doesn't hurt that the pastries are good too. She has a mile long smile when she nibbles on one, just glancing around at all the buildings as she wanders through and enjoys the evening. (And possibly sends some nearby stomachs jealously rumbling. That's the risk of public snacking, though.)