Jack decided to wait until these idiots decided that now was not a good time for this and walked over to a locker. He leaned against it, holding his shotgun so the barrel pointed at a downward angle. He closed his eyes and began thinking about the conversation, he was still paying attention despite its bad timing. Jack patiently waited, he wanted them to feel like they had all the time in the world. 'These guys are fucking retarded...' he thought, 'They know that Norene is waiting on the train and could leave us at any time, yet they choose to stay here and talk like old fucking women. What a world, all the retards survive the apocalypse and I'm stuck in a room with them. Where the fuck is Red when you need him? He'd be taking this shit seriously...'