He held up his own sparkly bat, "I see your bat, and raise you," he digs though the bag and holds up the sweetened fruit water, "A liter of kool-aid"

Phil put the stuff back in their places. Then picked up the pink handbag full of throwing stars and handed them to Clint. "Here you go, have fun at the prom."

"So, game plan, find who we can, find shelter, I landed a sleeping bag by the way, and start fresh tomorrow morning." Phil had no idea that there would not be a morning for weeks to come.