Kryner agreed as he hummed, "Well it's possible, but bread? It'd get moldy if it was being shipped, unless." He narrowed hie eyes and said, "Tail those guys with the bread baskets I'll carry us back to the house so I can get changed and into gear, then you can lead us back. We'll get you suited up in ballistic so my baby doesn't get shot and our baby isn't at risk." He told her as he let her ghost again while Kryner cradled her in his arms and started to run on down the street heading back home.<br/><br/>As Del floated behind the three bringing back the loaves of bread they headed to an apartment complex not far from the bakery. Inside she watched the two with loaves heading upstairs to their own rooms, however, the lone one stopped at the liquor store across the street and Del watched him go into the alley where he took a loaf of bread and split it down the middle where she saw hot coins right embedded in the middle, dollar coins and half dollars packed to the brim of the risen bread. He touched the coins and cursed in Stalingrante before dropping the half loaf. Rats made a run for the bread before he could even try to recover it. She spotted him take a glove and slowly pick the coins up, she noticed the glove had blood on it and it was clear this individual was not just delivering bread. Taking the coins inside he returned with bottles of liquor in a bag before he continued on his way.<br/><br/>Charles thought that was a pretty good one, and took his chance to play off her Ponds set up and finished it with Pondsey, "That was a nice setup cutting of pond, but I've played my ol nan. She is a master of wordplay." He smiled knowing he had some good words on the board but right now... he had a pretty lackluster hand.