[Dawn]

So he has a gun. Noelle thinks to herself, her eyes on Lance as she watches him walk toward the shop owner, fine, I'll play his little game for right now.
Without as much missing a beat, she exits the store and walks a little bit away from the entrance before pulling one of the packets of food out and tearing it open, noticing people starting to stare at her. Flipping them the bird, who did these people think they were, she was starving and she couldn't care less if she looked like a cow chewing on cud to these people, she was going to eat.