Well, hello and welcome everyone, I have a bit of a surprise for y'all.

[She's standing in the dining hall, and behind her is...a food haul. She steps to the side, showing a horde of food. There's rice, canned foods, a lot of chocolate and...animal shaped bread? And it looks like buckets of food. And looks like tacos and burritos, as well as some liquor.

It's covered a few tables. She steps aside, and waves her hands at them.]

Went to San Fran because I wanted to. And since we haven't been to port, everything has felt like shit, I made sure to get all sorts of stuff while I was there.

So- well, kinda sorry Will, Red, for getting all sorts of stuff for the kitchen without heads up. I can keep it in my place if it's too much all of a sudden.

Y'all are welcome to come in to help yourself to the animal bread, and the treats. I got all sorts of stuff from the city. Bread is sourdough, by the way! Enjoy!

[How did she pay for it? Don't worry about it!]

[Private to John]

I'm fine, really.

[Private to the Ghoul]

I got you a stupid snow globe. And the bottle of tequila.

[Private to Vincent S]

I got you like...half a dozen kitten buns and two cat loaves. I couldn't resist.

[Private to Varker]

You can thank me now for your burrito and everything else.

[Private to Simon/Convict]

FYI, all the food is being preserved and can be reused. Nothing will go to waste. I will ensure that.

[Private to Sheehan]

You ever had a birra taco?

[Private to Wiktor]

I got you some local fare, specifically. It's not New York fare, but it's something unique, I promise. You and your wonderful poet.

[Private to Steven]

So lad, I saw your post. What do you need for your kitchen?

[Private to Trevor]

I found some potatoes. Thought of you. Brought them on board. Want them?

[Private to Verso]

I found some more sheet music for the piano. They're not as jaunty, if you'd like to look at them.

[Private to Norton]

I know I lack some of the important bits and bobs, but want some company anyway?

[Private to Gojyo]

Got you some cigarettes. Some alcohol. Figures it would be a good apology for pressing.

[Private to Jedao]

I brought you some postcards and photographs of the local beach, the terrain of San Francisco. It's not the same as the experience, but I thought it'd at least...be something.