Fine. Let's finish up in here, if we don't get moving soon, they'll be making that stew out of us.

[she stuffs another few bottles and jars into the overflowing bucket, piling on some of the less-distressing looking bags of frozen stuff as well. after some consideration, she takes the head, though at least she doesn't put it with the other food.]

Hopefully some of this stuff'll be useful, or at least edible....