"Sure t'ing." She continued to smile after making sure the dispenser was working correctly. Alisa made her way to the van of food that was parked in the "receiving" area of the shelter. She had recently absorbed some more rage and could manage carrying the heavier boxes in the van without equipment. It was funny how people could get so angry over politics at a fund raising ball! It actually gave her enough power to move faster than normal (though she did not move too fast, worried her "blade" might slip on the ground).

Within minutes, Alisa got all the boxes inside of the shelter and in the right areas of the walk in fridge. Fruits with fruits, Vegetables with Vegetables, and so on. She did not do that to show off, but to be more efficient with her time and what needed to be done in the shelter.

Alisa moved to the sink to wash her hands before grabbing an apron and a hair net to put on. She washed her hands a second time before putting on a pair of gloves and looking over towards Kayla.

"Okay, so 'ow do you want de meat cut up? Fillet, cubed, strips, ground?"