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Zonia's eye's met Randa's and she nodded to his question, the shop was pretty slow sure now and again she'll get customers but it's not a constant flow, " Yeah, the shop is just getting by. I'm honestly not sure how much longer it'll actually last.." She admits to Randa. It's sad, she loves this old shop it's the only thing keeping her from going insane, well along with Randa. She'd hate to let it go. She sighed and grabbed the box of cereal, pouring some into the bowl. Picking up the spoon she began to munch away on the bland but satisfying treat to fill her stomach for the time being. She gazed around her old shop, surveying what she may need to buy more of soon, before stuffing her snout with another spoonful. Before she knew it her bowl had become empty, shrugged she tossed her bowl and spoon towards the nearby trash bin. She had plenty of more, bowls and spoons she wasn't worried about running out.

Before speaking she surveyed around her shop, it looked clear. "So do you have a plan or will we take each day as it comes?" She asks him in a soft tone, in case any SWAT or other dim was walking past the shop. Zonia isn't much of a planner, meaning she isn't the best at making plans up in a situation like this. Randa is more of a strategists and can think quickly on his feet. Zonia is a quick thinking in situations of speed and agility for getting out of things not so much on waiting things out and such. She looked around yet again and back towards Randa awaiting an answer.