<i>"Yeah, who goes there and why should we let you in you could try to take over the place and leave us for the walkers or be one yourself and I was here first with a friend."</i>Doc sighed disappointingly and palmed his face. He knew she said "we" and "with a friend", meaning at least one other person. He knew she sounded suspicious of him, which was natural. He heard that she had a gun and wisely assumed she was pointing it at the door, causing him to move to the side behind the cover of the brick wall. He heard that they called the infected "walkers", which could be derived from their stumbling gait.<br/><br/>But it sounded like her fears were making her stupid.<br/><br/>"One, I listed no harm and edible food for a reason to let me in, and only asked for a place to stay while I searched for gas and some extra supplies. Two, I'm pretty sure that it's self evident that I'm a survivor, alive and not infected." Doc sighed a bit.<br/><br/>"And Three," Doc started, laying on thick sarcasm. "I could not be a 'walker' because I do not display the following behaviors nor do I have the following symptoms," Doc counted off the reasons on his fingers. "The behaviors being moaning, rasping, pounding at the door repeatedly in a futile attempt to reach for succulent human flesh, shambling, and having that dead look in my eyes that the infected share with most abused strippers. The symptoms, none of which do I display, are decomposing flesh, cataracts in my eyes, incoherence, a fever, yellow finger nails, blackened and non-clotting blood, and the final symptom being the biggest stickler of all, the one that<i>everyone</i>seems to forget, is<i>BEING A FUCKING CORPSE</i>!" Doc yelled out the last part, the sarcasm very evident in his voice throughout his entire tirade.<br/><br/>"Now, if I could talk to your hopefully saner friend, than we can all come to an agreement. If<i>you</i>are considered the sane one, then I, and the<i>rest</i>of the human race, are<i>completely</i>, and<i>utterly</i>,<i>FUCKED</i>!" Doc sighed.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry I yelled. I'm a bit frustrated, what, with the other people I've encountered since Phoenix being very,<i>very</i>stupid. Might I please speak to your compatriot so that we may negotiate my staying and your non-starvation?"