If the Doctor were privy to her thoughts, she would be shocked, shcoked at being considered ungraceful.

Alas, she's not, and therefore more distracted with grabbing as many bottles of vinegar as she can and rushing them over to the check-out counter.

And elbowing her way past the line. "Vinegar Council Representative, coming through, official business-"

And promptly dumps a bottle on the bag boy.

Who... doesn't explode.

Whoops?

"..........."