On that note, they didn't seem to be too famished, probably because they rationed well but a lot of questions were popping in my head the more I looked at them. However, the best course of action was to get through checking George first, before anything else, and here comes the frisk we were talking about.
Doing this type of shit before the world ended could land us in a lot of fucking lawsuits but at this point, it should be the minimum requirement for strangers to be eligible to pass.
"Alright, I'm giving you another choice, George."
"What is it?"
"It's gonna sound extreme if you choose the first one but I'm gonna need you to either strip and take a bath in front of everyone here or you do it semi-privately with some of our soldiers watching you—"
"I-I thought this was the check we're talking about?!"