I'm n-- nnnot - not run down now. Not much. Less than before.

[ The urge to slap her hands over her mouth to make it stop is almost overwhelming. And embarrassing. Is she really this reliant on telling people she's fine? Urgrhrgr. ]

But - um, yes, I'm sure we could find more bacon. Maybe enough to take around with us for a while, if we fill the spare bag with snow and put any perishables in there? Like a portable refrigerator. We should be able to carry around a few days' worth around like that safely, don't you think? And if not, we'll just have to eat the rest of it all at once before it expires. How awful.