"Good plan. Target the kids and families. Rationing will work better. We make boxes or some shit like that. Glad to see we're all thinking along the same lines." Dean smiled, nodding. He did like that they were going along with this; he felt almost like Hannibal - all he was missing was a cigar and the right gloves.
"Okay, we can go down now and check it out, make more plans. I don't want to keep it locked up, but until we figure out a system, I don't think leaving it open for anyone is a good idea." He shrugged. "I'm not in charge of the food, so if you guys and gals think otherwise, then we'll do it otherwise."
He glanced at Sam to see how is little brother was taking it. It wasn't often that big brother didn't have to fight for lead or wasn't put in charge because he was the only one who fit the bill for the moment. The only one stupid enough to take the position when it was empty and needed to be filled.