"Are there actually rocks?" He was decidedly intrigued, and therefore moving his armload of whosits, whatsits, and thingamabobs toward the checkout counter. "You've definitely got me curious. And yes, there are little carts. At least, in my Neighborhood, there were. It shouldn't be too hard to find one here. They have the most amazing little umbrellas on top for shade, too." Grinning, he laid his purchases down on the counter, to the dumbfoundment of the poor clerk. "I'll take all of this, and ... OH! Do you have any paper clips?"