[She snorts, following as close as she can without tripping over her dress before she remembers to just hike it up as she follows him. She doesn't really seem too concerned about what's going on, beyond keeping an eye out for anyone that is injured. Not exactly an apocalypse, if you know what I mean.]

Dude, they'll just scarf it all down, barf it up, and then eat more. These guys aren't afraid of waste. Trust me. It's fucking ridiculous.

[Despite hiking the dress up, she manages to tip over it anyway.]

Fucking--! I need some fucking scissors.