He sighed. "I know we were doing budget cuts, but really we don't put a grain of salt in any of our food?" He turned to her. "I can't think of any room in the school that would have shovels either, but if we don't find something soon. We are going to have to end up digging with spoons." He laughed a bit, but he realized that situation was a bit more serious. The clouds looked like they were ready to burst with more snow. They needed to get out of there, or find a way to survive, and keep warm. They would at the very least have to find a way to get all the electricity on then at the very least they could cook.