"Nope!" Caleb says cheerily. "But you can come back to my place and help me get some of this shit up." He grins as he loads his things onto the belt, and greets the cashier when she greets them both. She doesn't have any butterflies, thank God, so Caleb swipes his card while she rings him through. Once everything is back in the cart, and Caleb has his receipt, he walks them out to the parking lot.