Gosh, Sam. She's not surprised that you had a good idea. She's more surprised that something that simple of an idea hadn't occurred to her while she was wracking her brain trying to figure out how to take care of this stuff. She was less surprised at Sam being smart, and more surprised that she was being dumb.

"The problem is, that everywhere around here is water. I think I saw some ground that was far enough away from the water over yonder, near where the mountain rises." She gestured over in the direction. "There had been some corpses wandering about, though. So we'll have to get a cart to take the ashes, and kill the stuff that's around there." She gives up on her hair, letting it drop back down and ruffled it a little to attempt to not make it look like the rat's nest it's turned into. Whatever, she was just with Sam. What did she care if she didn't look her best.

"Alright, hold on. I'll go finagle a cart and some gloves and masks out of the suppliers. At least I have a perfectly good way to threaten them--If we don't get the supplies, they get to keep their pile of dead people." With that, she disappeared, only to reappear some time later, with the spoils of her victory--One slightly wobbly cart and some patched masks and gloves, as well as two shovels.

"Alright...I guess our first job with be dividing the piles of ash, right?"