Allistor accepted the gift and munched on it as she led him toward the locker room.  He took bites of the pie in between room clearings as he checked and secured each one along the way, finishing it as they walked across the locker room toward the showers in the back.  Unabashed, she began to strip as they walked, stepping naked into the shower and turning the water to full hot.  She didn’t bother to close the curtain behind her.  Allistor stared until she turned and caught him at it.   She smirked at him, still standing there covered in blood, and said, “Strip.  I’m a PA; you’ve got nothin’ I haven’t seen before,” before resuming her shower.

Allistor did as he was told, leaving his bloody and shredded clothes on the floor.  He stepped into the shower and turned the dial to hot before pulling it out.   The water came out ice cold.  He jumped and squeaked, glaring at Amanda.  She burst out laughing.

“Apparently the water heater has been off for a while,” she managed to say.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he grumped at her, stepping back under the water with a clenched jaw.

“And miss out on seeing you squeal like a little girl?”  She finished her shower and stepped over to a pile of towels.   It took all his self-control to keep from staring again.  He focused on cleaning himself quickly, making liberal use of the liquid soap dispenser on the wall.  When he shut off the water and turned, a towel hit him in the face.   “Nice butt!  Now get dried off.  There are scrubs that should fit you out here,” she said as she walked through the door into the locker room.

By the time he was dried and had retrieved his jeans and boots, she had set aside some scrubs for him.   He dressed and slipped his boots back on.  Folding his jeans, he wrapped them in the wet towel he’d just used.  “I want to keep these,” he explained.  She nodded and went back to gather her own clothes.

She found them a bag to carry their bloodied clothes in, and they returned to the kitchen.  Allistor opened the walk-in refrigerator to find that it was indeed still cold.   And the ice in the ice machine was only partially melted.  “The power must have just gone out in the last few hours.” He bowed his head in her direction.  “Good call!”

He was about to load a few hundred pounds of burgers and Salisbury steaks into the hamper when Amanda called out.  “This one’s on wheels.”

He emerged from the walk-in to see her standing in front of a double-width stainless freezer.  Inside were pre-made desserts like cheesecake, carrot cake, and key lime pie.  Shelves of them.

With a sigh of regret, he said, “We need the meat more than these tasty treats.  Let’s take them out and fill this thing with meat.”