<strong>June 1 (Day 10), 9:41 p.m. – Jackals and Shots Hunting Supply Store, Mall, Downtown</strong><br/><br/>Willie nodded at Caitlin's idea about exchanging cell numbers. Of course, Willie's contact directory was filled mostly with his 'contacts', and he'd just have to make sure the cop-lady didn't see it. If she recognized any of the names, he'd be good as busted for sure.<br/><br/>Willie offered is number, and added others who were willing to share their numbers into his phone. He smiled to himself - he had never gotten so many phone numbers for so many pretty girls at once. Kinda sad, the more he thought about it, since it took a zombie apocalypse to make it happen, but sometimes you had to go with the flow.<br/><br/>Luna suggested a fold-up bike. Willie made that a mental note - if he could bring her one, maybe that would make the cute lady sweet on him? Probably not, but certainly couldn't hurt to try.<br/><br/>He nodded at Caitlin when she asked if he was ready to go. "Pharmacies first, check. Then Carl's stop, and GNC. New clothes and oh yeah, backpacks, we can always use backpacks," he said, nodding at her in confirmation.<br/><br/>Seeing the woman step outside carefully, Willie moved to follow. He felt a bit more naked without his trusty .45, but he figured his rifle would do the trick. Once outside, he unslung it, holding it in one hand and propping it up against his shoulder as he followed Caitlin into the darkness.