With the closet open, Mike rifled through it to hopefully find something good. There's more cleaning supplies in there, the more dangerous kind ... maybe he can use a broomstick? That wouldn't last long. He tossed it aside. There were a lot of random supplies in the closet, but no weapons. A store like this one probably didn't even need any kind of weapon. What a waste.

"Oh yeah?" He popped back out of the room, hearing that the stranger might have found something. Picking up the screwdriver, he stuck it in a pocket. "That'll work for now." He was definitely prepared to ram it into something's head if he had to.

Then he followed over to the vending machine to watch the other work. Really Mike found it kind of surprising that someone hadn't broken it already. Maybe the situation wasn't quite that level of desperate, or they were in a hurry. "I'll take that bar too if you're not going to keep it." He had to start building up an arsenal of random items if all the guns and machetes in the world are now gone.

"There's some garbage bags in that other room if we need it to carry stuff."