Celty leaned against the wall and rejected the cereal bar. Something no one was doing. However she did give a smile and was polite as she did. She didn't want to seem rude or ungrateful, not even overconfident in herself. It was more the concern of if she took the bar she would be possibly taking someone's last meal.
"I'm good. Thank you though." Celty thanked. Hearing Alyssa she turned to look around a bit. "Now that you mention it, it doesnt seem to have been. Far too clean. Almost unsettling." 

She walked over to the kitchen and opened one of the cupboards, just to find a neat stack of plates. Another one to cups. 'Hasn't been picked at all...' Celtt thought to herself. "Does anyone know who this house belongs to? It hasn't been touched. Hell, there's not a thing out of place." she shook her head and shrugged slightly. Someone either had to be there recently, one of the group cleaned up, or the house was off radar until now.

She slowly opened another cupboard and found a rather good amount of cans of food. Vegitables and soup. "Well, that's convenient." she said quite pleased but uneasy. Turning back she saw Jake head out. "Um, I don't think he should go out there." Celty said, pulling her rifle off her shoulder. Her gut was screaming it was a bad idea.