[Charlie laughs as he watches Dug do his thing on the other end. It's gross, but gross doesn't bother him. At least he's making the best out of the situation.]

Cool, bro. I'm in, uhhh, building 60, it looks like. Where... Wait, hold up. Where'd you get that stuff? The food that went bad?

[He reaches for his own backpack now, which he probably should've done right away. Luckily, though, whatever happened to Dug's rations seems to have spared his. For now, anyway.]