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Clyde was busy cleaning out the old Cafeteria. What was still good needed to be shoved into a new location, preferably in boxes. He gathered up some spilled rice and shoved what hadn't touched the ground back into the bag, while leaving the rest to be swept up later. He tied off the bag and stacked it with the things to go out.

Looking around he grabbed noodles, peanuts and a bunch of pantry items, getting them into a stack. And then he worked out the cans. They were easier, and easier to tell if the seal had been broken. He gave them a squeeze and listened for air. Two piles, one to be either used immediately or tossed out, the other pile was storage. And those would go on the bottom of the boxes, if anyone could scrounge him up some.

Clyde settled down into silent work mode. it wasn't as much fun as hammering but certain things needed to be cleared and cleaned before he could get down to real work. Besides food was a priority. As long as he had a place to sleep, he was good.

That lasted him a while before he started moving stacks into the area where the would be stored for now. He started with bags because he didn't need boxes for those.

He still couldn't find the coffee.

Nora nearly tripped over the sleeping man and was tempted to kick him. Instead, her steel-toed boot knocked a rock against the offender's leg in passing.

"Caught red handed!" she declared as she rounded on Manbun, grinning playfully. She bent and picked up one of the packages of ramen, hefting it like it was a baseball. "Stealing food, are we? That's low."

The rock bounced off of October's leg, which didn't wake him, but the question of his aliveness made him open his eyes, a look of distress on his face.

"No," he said woefully. "I'm most definitely dead. There's no food."

This was clearly an enormous tragedy. October squinted at the pair of people in front of him as he sat up, clearly trying to figure out who they were and why they were here disrupting his Very Important Nap.

"Are you those Horsemen thingies?" he asked suspiciously. "Someone said something about Horsemen thingies."

You got to demolish walls? I'll trade you jobs. I'll demolish the walls and you can salvage the food." Clyde almost forgot about his quest, his very important ques for coffee. But then his vision blurred reminding him how tired he was. "Have you seen any coffee?

Clyde looked at the man on the ground frowning. "There is food. Go scavenge that pile there. It's all cracked and needs to be used now or tossed." he wouldn't try to eat anything with meat in it, but there was a few good things in that pile.

"Or you help me and I enjoy the show~" Nora countered in an almost purr. "A win-win."

As the slump of a man finally got to his feet, she helpfully slapped an arm about his shoulders and pushed him to stand up straight with too much pep.

"Imagine, dear, if we found the buried treasure of coffee first. We'd get to split the prize before anyone gets their hands on it. Although I'm a little more concerned about clean running water..." She eyed the other man's coat. "Moon worries about that stuff, right? You haven't by chance gotten a report on that?"

Clyde gave October a level stare. "Yes work. The sooner this is all done the sooner we get to eat." why was that hard? In this case it wasn't like a little cash was going to get them food from an alternative source.

Clyde tossed Nora a grin, and flex his biceps at her. "Wall work comes after salvage I think. Hungry men don't work as well. But you have a point about the water. I think the dorms bathrooms are still working though, so I'm not worried." He wasn't a plumber and he didn't envy whoever was on that job. "I'm just a trainee, I'm the guy that the higher ups send to fix things, not the one who decides what gets priority. Though right now, everyone is a moony." So much work to be done. Once the worst of the clean up was over he'd probably still be fixing things for weeks.

Speaking of moonies. Clyde grinned at Joy. "Just leave the report writing for after." Never mind that they needed reports on what needed to be fixed. But Clyde... generally "Forgot" to turn in most of his paperwork beyond, oh hey this is fixed. Need supplies. He did however, take a towel. He was already on break. "You didn't happen to pack over some water too? Or better yet, coffee?"

"You're gonna have to ask the peeps in Death on why we gotta write reports," Joy laughed, though the expression on her face suggested that she too shared the general consensus of not wanting to write any. She rummaged through the bag, but only came up with "Water. I might have some coffee back at the flat, which you might have to take a look at after all of this," the intermediate trainee gestured to their current situation. "Is cleaned up and fixed up. Although think we can add like, a couple more ovens? And maybe switch out the gas ranges for induction ones?"

Joy liked being in the kitchen and on cafeteria duty. Even if it was the shitty shitty task of washing dishes. "Oh! And bigger and better dishwashers? It's not like we got dainty delicate s**t."

"I work for coffee." Clyde grinned. Coffee. he needed it. it had been to long. his body was turning to sludge without it. he did however take some water. it was important to stay hydrated. "You are a godsend Joy."

"I think we are somewhere near the kitchen. I'm thinking this whole thing will have to be started over. I don't know that we can afford new things though. Even if it would be nice to have new things... I suppose someone will have to draw up a supplies request. I want a nice coffee maker."

That someone was going to have to be him, wasn't it. He was the Moonie... "I guess, I'll do up a small report. Since I'll probably be the one installing things once we get them." Really check, Clyde was maintenance. But if they were getting new things anyways, might as ell be sturdy, nice new things. "I can't rune anything up though."

"Alright we have dishwashers, new induction ovens, and coffee makers. Let's go find the fridge and freezer and check the damage there too. Anything else we need?"