[She really admires how well he can get ready just out in the parking lot with no running water or a big mirror. Tooth brushing will happen for her as soon as they get somewhere with a real bathroom. Her hand covers her mouth and nose and she breathes out to smell and make sure she's not completely gross smelling, and is doing that as he walks up.

Her hand instantly drops down and she acts like she was just yawning, and she nods as she reaches forward to start sorting through his little treasure pile. It's not like she's an expert or anything, but she likes to think the one thing her mother and grandmother taught her was how to notice expensive things. They'll want to keep anything that would sell for more in the future for later on.

A couple of pieces she examines closely before sorting them into one of her piles, and after about five minutes she's got everything ready.]

Hey Johnnie? I think we should sell this pile while we're here. And everything here we should hang onto for when we're really in the future.

[All of that is called out without a care in the world, causing a couple of guys jogging by to glance her way like she's a crazy kid or something.]