Manny couldn't help but give a satisfied smile as he listened to Ellie making a plan on the spot. It was simple but needed. Since it took the others a bit of time to digest the information, Manny clapped his hands and gave an impressive whistle. "Alright, you heard her!" His voice rose a few octaves, exposing the small bit of charisma that he never really used. "Let's get going. Kennedy, you're with me. Same with Morgan if she wants. The rest of you hold the fort down until we get back, make sure you give us a good list of things to get and try to see if there's any holes in our defenses we might have overlooked." 

Manny gave Kennedy a subtle wink. "C'mon. Hope you got your walking shoes. I don't think our banged up cars would be subtle out there so we'll need to hoof it." He awaited everyone to have their say, guessing correctly that people began jumping into action. Manny wasn't sure if Ellie would tell someone else to join them or if Malone or Morgan wanted to stretch their legs, but there definitely needed to be a few competent guns that stayed here. Whatever Demons that had attacked them on the road would want another piece of them at some point. It'd be better to risk less of them than more. 

"Actually..." he said, having a thought. 

Next thing you knew, Manny was unloading a box of tools he'd found in the shed out back and he began to work on the truck, fixing a few of the fender benders and making it more or less presentable to the outer public, at least at a glance. With a metallic 'snap' he took off the back license plate, and he smacked on a shoddily made stamp that said in marker "tag applied for." He snickered as he put it on there, more for the fact that he was certain it would work than the fact he did something that seemed such an obvious lie. 

"You might not need to huff it in those shoes after all." He teased Kennedy, the next noise that followed being the 'cla-chink' of the opening truck door and the revving of the engine. "We'll be back in a sec. Don't worry!" he called to Ellie, smacking the car door for emphasis as they drove off to grab some supplies. "Alright..." he said to whoeever in the car had data. 

"Where am I going?"