Bridget nodded at his instruction to stick behind him even though she bristled slightly.
If it weren't for the fact she was carrying precious cargo these days she'd have cheerfully told him to go to hell and taken point herself. But she was, and the impromptu salvage mission wouldn't be taking place if she weren't and Bridget swallowed the retort before it could get out.
She waited a few heart beats for Rodeo to clear the door and followed him in, weapon at the ready. The last thing she needed was for him to get jumped by something and her not close enough to watch his back. If anything happened to him Charlie West would have her ass, baby or no baby.
After scanning the area herself as well, she nodded in satisfaction. They'd lucked out, no threats of the human or undead variety to worry about for the moment.
"Probably best to get a range of stuff for Kori to work with for trading and such, since she's basically doing the work for free. For me though, probably cotton blends. Light and stretchy." It was probably going right over his head as in her experience men were clueless about fabrics, but she could be surprised.
She fished a small flashlight out of her pocket and started looking around. "I think we'll have to wipe some of the dust off to get a good look at what's where in here."