Well, since you're offering. [It's nice to have a minion who's offering to do the legwork for him. Saves the trouble of having to read back through a lot of useless chatter. He had seen that was possible here. What riveting conversations he can envision. 'It's cold.' 'Where is everyone?' 'I'm hungry.']

Sure. Get back to me. I'll keep my eyes out for things to hoard and not mention, too. Somebody told me you people were all 'working together.' Thank you for restoring my faith in humanity. No one's going to be that generous in snow hell.

Call me when you've got something. You've got my number.

[Handle. Whatever. Maybe next time, he'll even introduce himself.]