'Forget the wood' was going to be very inconvenient when they attempted to start a fire. So Evan frowned at Caitlin as she attached herself to the other end of his shopping trolley. "You're an inefficient shopping partner, Carmichael," he informed her, before walking over to the shelf that Caitlin had inspected and then abandoned. Picking the bags with the thickest wood pieces, Evan loaded about six of them into the trolley, before giving a satisfied nod. "Now I can push you," he told her. With a good run, Evan made the trolley slide across the isle, the man and his paint almost getting run over, but not quite so it was fine.
Evan didn't actually know where buckets and so such, beach things, were kept, so he ended up just leading them down random isles, before suddenly stopping the trolley. "Ooh, look," he said walking over to one of the shelves with a load of tiny drawers on it. "So many different screws!" Evan exclaimed before sticking one of his hands into the box filled with screws. Big screws and little screws and different end screws and all the screws!