Loki helped to line the produce until there was none left, taking note of the other supplies that Tommy said they needed. Nodding, he took stock of just how much of which there was before looking for a few utensils that were in the cub-bards: a few bits of chinaware that were already in the apartment when he'd arrived. Things they'd never have use for.
"Caramel candies," he repeated, hoovering his forefingers over a vase, magic trickling out to seize the item and with a tiny flash of light, poof it into a decently sized bag of the candies. He moved down the line of items, shifting them along as Tommy had listed them. "Wax paper, nuts, and, onions."
The line of fruits and veggies along the counter were now golden yellow onions. Ew. "Is that all?"