It's been over a week and look, we haven't destroyed the place. Good job, guys, but... from what I hear, the weather looks like it's intending to do that regardless of everything.
Not much we can do, but let's gather supplies to hold us over and camp out in the cellar until this thing blows over.
[she'll wrinkle her nose at the unintended pun, running a hand through her hair]If anyone's lingering about out there, you shop workers? Yeah, head on over if you don't have anywhere else to go.
[there's a long pause, tap tap tap] I'm not sure what to do about the animals.
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