**Ada - Bandera Pharmacy - Clayton**

Ada was lackadaisically shoving any bottle of pills with an interesting name into her bag, she was only half focused on the task however, and found herself more interested in what Clayton was doing-- this being Texas, she figured there was certainly a gun under the counter at one point, but that it must have been long gone, what he found, however, did surprise her.

Clayton held up the keys, winking at Ada, "Jackpot!" Ada herself couldn't hep but return a look that was part astonishment and part excitement, whether he could tell how surprised she was depended on his own vision in the low visibility of the dark pharmacy. He proceeded to walk through the doorway, under the broken fire exit sign. He gave a quick look back before exiting. "Come find me when you're ready." 

Ada gave Clayton a quick nod, glancing around the emptied and storefront.

*--Wait, did he say there was a hardware store next door?*

**Ada - Bandera Hardware Store**

Ada knew hardware stores were some of the most scavenged areas after the End, just like any place with medicine, they had things people needed, weapons, supplies, the like. She didn't expect to find everything she could ever want to survive in the store, but at the same time, Bandera didn't seem to have many actual survivors...

Granted, it'd be smart of them to hide the car alarm out.

Still, Ada stepped into the small hardware store, and it's atmosphere of stale, rotting wood, with high hopes. The overturned shelves and broken supplies told her all she wanted to know about what happened here immediately after the End. Anything that could've been used as a weapon; shovels, crowbars, even saws, they were gone. That wasn't surprising.

She stepped lightly over the rotting 2x4s, the broken shelves, the trampled supplies. She wasn't particularly afraid of the sick, she had their scent and they'd blindly shamble toward the noise of the alarm, even from the back of this store. She was careful because part of her felt as if she was invading on some relic-- some perfectly preserved moment from the moment society was changed. Her eyes went loud as the sound of an empty can being kicked came from where she had stepped.

Looking under the shelf it slid under, she squinted.

A tired smile came across her face in the darkness. She had found what she hoped was still here.

**Ada - Roscoe's House of Chicken and Waffles, Cowboy Capital of the World branch**

After shaking the can of recently scavenged reflective spray paint, she painted an 'X' on the door of the hardware store. A message to anyone else looking to scavenge there-- or anywhere Ada would go from now on. She had developed the habit on her supply run for the Reservation, but after that failed... she just... stopped.

Clayton reminded her there were other people here.

Under the 'X' she wrote 'NOTHING BUT DUST'

Fitting the spray paint into one of her bag's pockets, she made her way left of the hardware store and pharmacy to the... she shone her new flashlight above the door of the supposed chicken place...

*Roscoe's? The have those here!?*

She quickly turned off the light and glanced around, hoping she hadn't attracted the wrong type of attention. After determining the coast was clear, she entered the restaurant mildly confused at it's presence. Apparently it had been fairly new, at least, according to the 'Grand Opening' banner that had drooped to cover the words 'Roscoe's' and 'Waffles.' Her time spent scavenging was expedited by the fact that she knew she was keeping Clayton waiting.

Ada made her way to the kitchen, and pocketed a couple bottle of stale soda and a few cans of pie filler. She was starting to reach the limit of things she could carry without the book bag's straps digging into her shoulders and becoming painful. However, something else caught her eye-- a Roscoe's Shoulder Delivery Satchel.

*Roscoe's delivers?*

Ada couldn't help herself. She put the cans, both recently scavenged and from earlier in her day, into the satchel and hurried out, figuring she had kept Clayton waiting long enough. She stopped only to quickly paint 'FOOD IN BACK' on the door of the Roscoe's and '??? PILLS' on the door of the pharmacy, before rushing back to the back of the pharmacy in the direction Clayton had gone. Going as fast as the weight of the two bags and the soreness of her legs would allow her.

**Ada - Docking Station - Clayton**

Ada climbed into the passenger seat of the truck, more impressed at his luck than cautious of how many sick the noise of the truck would attract. "I hope you figured out a way to disable the alarm," She said half-heartedly with a dry chuckle, placing her bags under the glove compartment. She didn't mind that the seat were becoming stained with the damp blood and gore on her body, and she squirmed to make herself comfortable.

"Oh--" She reached into her satchel and pulled out the sodas, offering one to Clayton, "Want some stale coke?"