Gracie snorted a little at James' assertion that she should look into the future. "Yeah, I'll be sure to keep that in mind," the girl said, sounding more than a little jaded. Gracie knew the chances of her ever seeing her family again were slim to none, and any future without them in it probably wasn't one worth planning for. Still, Gracie clung on to whatever little hope she had left, and it was enough to keep her going from day to day, for the time being at least.<br/><br/>At the mention of her being armed, Gracie's gaze flicked momentarily to where she'd left her bow - on top of one of the displays in the middle of the store. The girl turned her head and gazed out the window for a few seconds, then breathed a sigh. "Sure.. I guess." She began, turning her attentions back to James. ""As long as you help me carry anything useful I can find back to my car after."<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-1G10lPtszSo/U-iaeTXOudI/AAAAAAAAAjU/VIDCAig_Muk/w259-h194-no/index.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>James Greene<br/><strong>Location/Time: </strong>Fisherman's Wharf, early afternoon<br/><strong>Attire:</strong>Running shoes, shorts, jersey, padding, duffelbag with the rest of his belongings (assortment of batteries and maglite).<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Gracie, Toffee<br/><br/>For a moment he wondered what happened to the girl. Then his wonder shifted to whether or not she misspoke. "If you can still get back to your car. Remember. There's a really big one back there in the alley." he said to her softly, "But yes, fair is fair. If we both do the work, we both get the rewards. That's how it works."<br/><br/>James sighed for a moment as he put his large duffelbag strap around his body, then picked up the laptop backpack filled with the batteries and put that on his bag too, just one arm through the straps and then he nodded. "Alright, I'm heading to the backroom again, and will open the door. Hopefully that big shambler isn't there." he said and rose to his feet to move to the backdoor, waiting for the girl to join him, hand on the door.