{closed w/dean} - "Ok..Diapers, food..Bag of salt.." Dean muttered to himself as he scanned the dozen rows full of canned goods. The amount of junk he managed to put in his cart and back was honestly overwhelming. Seriously, pop tarts? He didn't need that. This is why he's not in charge of grocery shopping. Heaving a sigh, Dean pushed the cart down the aisle, occasionally making small comments about over priced items. [1/4?]