[There's a hiss and a lot of cursing before a larger plonk sound - bag abandoned.] Fuck.
Whatever. [She begins to wade toward the door, irked for wasted time but just not able to add to the tally. Her hand stretches out for him far before she gets to him - call it an instinctive response. It's then that she carries on the conversation.] No, not really. I mean I found you now and the rest of my friends are hopefully a lot smarter than I am right now in regards to flood safety.