[The Commander is checking a survivor they give them a clean bill of health before checking the survivor's bag and found a head and arms sticking out of it, The commander nearly sent them to liquidation for body part smuggling until they took a closer look at the "Body".]
Commando: What is...is this a sex doll, *grimaces* why do you have this?
Survivor: The CDC said grab the important necessities!
Commander: And how exactly is a sex doll an important necessity in a zombie apocalypse? And not your...Er lemme see...*checks their info* Ah, yes, Insulin for your type 1 diabetes?!
Survivor, shrugs: Well...
Commander: Right... I'm confiscating this.
Survivor: What for?!
Commander: It's a bio-hazard, Ma'am/Sir; Luckily not the zombie kind. But still a bio-hazard... Beside look at where you are, do you really think you'll be getting any privacy to use it around here? Good luck!
Survivor: You jackass!
Georgie: Hey, watch the tone pal, it could be way worse than having your plastic lover taken from you...
[The Survivor looked around the security point, they nervously eyed the armed guards and carefully thought it over before quietly walking to the survivor block.]