Homeless in heels

A few days ago I was early for an appointment so I stopped to get some breakfast. Not early because I'm an organised person, just happy to be out of the house. When I pulled in there was a homeless girl sitting on the curb by the drive through. Normally I wouldn't give her a second glance but it was -10 at 8 in the morning and she was wearing heels. 4" chunky heel with a closed toe, but she's homeless. I appreciate the effort.
My new batch of meds is ready and I still had a good sized bag in the back seat. Probably 50, maybe 70 grams. It's getting kinda dry but still 10X better than GI bunk.
When I held it out the window and asked her if she smoked weed she looked skeptical but got up anyway. She opened the bag, smelled it, and instantly started crying. "I know there's a virus but can i give you a hug" she asked?
I like making girls cry so there's no way my day was getting any better. I ignored her and pulled ahead.
I ordered 2 medium poached on whole wheat.