"Yea I'm fine," Jake yelled back at Dinah's cry.  "Smooth, real smooth Jake," he mumbled to himself as he tried to work up a good lather in the cool rain.  He made a mental note to try to find a washcloth or at least one of those damn poof things the next time he went out.  He had built up a good layer of filth over the last few days and could use a good scrub.<br/><br/>Perhaps he was a little too preoccupied with his hygiene, or maybe the perceived security of their little bunker had dulled his senses, but he was completely oblivious to Dinah creeping across the roof.  He jumped a little when she spoke and turned around just in time for her to pull the curtain and run.  It was too dark to see, but he could hear her footsteps as she ran through the puddles and was pretty sure he could hear laughter too.  He stared out into the darkness looking for the troublemaker but he could only barely make out the outline of some buildings in the distance and some dim light from inside the hospital.<br/><br/>"Fine, go ahead and take it!" Jake shouted into the darkness, faining anger.  "I was trying to be a little modest, but I've got nothing to hide."  Just then another bolt of lightning struck, briefly illuminating the roof and letting him see Dinah and Marcus together and Kristen off a bit on her own.  Of course that meant that they could see him as well; naked, with his dark skin and short hair covered in soap.  "Swell," he mumbled, "I don't mind the ladies watching but I'm sure Marcus could have lived without seeing that."  He turned back around to face the wall and let the rain rinse him clean.