Once upon a time Aiden might have made a joke about flying monkeys and witches on bikes since Marco's winds had reminded him of the Wizard of Oz. But any funny Aiden had was gone, or at least hidden. Instead he kept far enough back that he wouldn't get splattered if Marco got sick. "Well let's getting shopping."
Grabbing a cart that was left in the parking lot, Aiden started for the door. He'd work on filling this one and then start on another. They need as much as they could get.