[ Robbie saw it once, also years ago, and a lot of the finer details didn’t stick or were overwritten with information that he considered more genuinely important. It was a passable movie, but it was dark. He’s got enough dark memories to carry around the finer plot points.

So he shrugs it off. ]

Well, yeah. I’m not going to turn down real food after weeks of nuts and berries and magically appearing feasts of dubious origin. Don’t get me wrong – this is the nicest apocalypse I’ve ever taken part in.

[ Watching Dixon write the note, he’s pretty touched to see what he mentioned go on there, but a wave of guilt flushes most of the gratefulness away. ]

Enh, don’t worry about the cookies and junk. We’re not going to find them, and it’ll just waste time trying.

[ We, because he’s obviously coming along. It’s a good idea, he thinks, to search in pairs in case they get ambushed by Dementors again, and they might find something large and useful, like a tent. ]

Did you see any stores that looked good? I always hit the bodega first. They’ve got everything.

[ He looks around at the nothing that Wawa has. ]

This one’s more of an inconvenience store.